Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: A crushed expression overtook Petunia's face in seconds, pale eyes brimming with unshed tears. Harry reached out, but she wiped them away with an angry sweep of her arm and growled at him. "Stop it." She moved with heaving breaths and sat there for a moment, trying to compose herself, clutching her skirt until it wrinkled. "Why can't you just stop? I've done everything that I could, but nothing works." Harry swallowed, looking down in shame. "I know... I'm sorry." प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

Save test: यदि तपाईं यो टाइपिङ परीक्षणलाई साझा गर्न चाहानुहुन्छ भने यो प्रयोग गर्नुहोस् (केवल प्रमाणीकृत प्रयोगकर्ताहरूको लागि)।