Prefects Who Gained Power:] "A Study of Hogwarts Prefects and Their Later Careers... That sounds fascinating..."
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"I want to fix that in my memory forever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."
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"Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world."
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"Viktor? Hasn't he asked tu to call him Vicky yet?"
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"Sunshine, daisies, mantequilla mellow,
Turn this stupid, fat rata yellow."
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Speaking quietly so that no one else would hear, Harry told the other two about Snape's sudden, sinister desire to be a Quidditch referee.
"Don't play," dicho Hermione at once.
"Say you're ill," dicho Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.
"Really break your leg," dicho Ron.
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"But why's she got to go to the library?"
"Because that's what Hermione does. When in doubt, go to the library."
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"We're coming for tu whether the Muggles like it o not, tu can't miss the World Cup, only Mum and Dad reckon it's better if we pretend to ask their permission first. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer pronto, and we'll come and get tu at five o'clock on Sunday. If they say no, send Pig back pronto and we'll come and get tu at five o'clock on Sunday anyway." [Letter to Harry]
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"Can I have a look at Uranus, too, Lavender?"
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[Hermione] "Aren't tu two ever going to read Hogwarts: A History?"
"What's the point? tu know it all por heart, we can just ask you."
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"Accio Brain!"
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Hermione frowned at Ron.
"He's not a nutter, Ron--"
"His life's ambition is to have his head cut off and stuck up on a plaque just like his mother," dicho Ron irritably. "Is that normal, Hermione?"
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"Well, we were always going to fail that one," dicho Ron gloomily as they ascended the marble staircase. He had just made Harry feel rather better por telling him how he told the examiner in detail about the ugly man with a wart on his nose in the crystal ball, only to look up and realize he had been describing the examiner's reflection.
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"Ron, we're supposed to mostrar the first-years where to go!"
"Oh, yeah," dicho Ron, who had obviously forgotten. "Hey-hey tu lot! Midgets!"
"Ron!"
"Well, they are, they're twitchy..."
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"The hats have gone," Hermione dicho happily. "Seems the house-elves do want freedom after all."
"I wouldn't bet on it," Ron told her cuttingly. "They might not count as clothes. They didn't look anything like hats to me, más like woolly bladders."
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"What's up with you, Hermione?"
She was gazing out the window, but not as though she really saw it. Her eyes were unfocused and there was a frown on her face.
"Just thinking..." she said, still frowning.
"About Siri -- Snuffles?" dicho Harry.
"No...not exactly..." dicho Hermione slowly. "More...wondering...I suppose we're doing the right thing...I think....aren't we?"
Harry and Ron looked at each other.
"Well, that clears that up," dicho Ron. "It would have been really annoying if tu hadn't explained yourself properly."
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"I've got two Neptunes here," dicho Harry after a while, frowning down on his parchment, "that can't be right, can it?"
"Aaaah," dicho Ron, imitating Professor Trelawney's mysical whisper, "when two Neptunes appear in the sky, it is a sure sign that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry..."
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"...from now on, I don't care if my té leaves spell 'die, Ron, die,' I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong."
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"What's that?" dicho Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish estofado, guiso de that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding.
"Bouillabaisse," dicho Hermione.
"Bless you," dicho Ron.
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"And no wonder we couldn't find Flamel in that Study of reciente Developments in Wizardry," dicho Ron. "He's not exactly reciente if he's six-hundred and sixty-five, is he?"
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"I'll make Goyle do lines, he hates writing," dicho Ron happily. He lowered his voice to Goyle's low grunt, mimed escritura in midair. "I...must...not...look...like...a...baboon's...backside."
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"It's obvious," dicho Ron. "You can pretend to be waiting Professor Flitwick, tu know." He put on a high voice, "'Oh, Professor Flitwick, I'm so worried, I think I got pregunta fourteen b wrong...'"
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"Stop moving!" Hermonie ordered them. "I know what this is-it's the Devil's Snare!"
"Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help," snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant from curling around his neck.
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"Did I tell tu I've invented a broomstick that'll reach Jupiter?"
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"There tu go, Harry," Ron shouted over the noise. "You weren't being thick after all - tu were mostrando moral fiber!"
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"You need your inner eye tested if tu ask me."
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"Lockhart'll sign anything if it stands still long enough."
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"Yeah, I've seen those things they think are gnomes," dicho Ron, bent double with his head in a peony bush, "like fat little Santa Clauses with fishing rods."
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"I tell you, that dragon is the most horrible creature I've ever met, but the way Hagrid goes about it you'd think it was a fluffy little bunny rabbit. When it bit me, he told me off for frightening it. And when I left he was canto it a lullaby."
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"Tomorrow," dicho Ron in a muffled voice, "I'd rather tu set the alarm clock."
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"Could've been anything," dicho Ron. "Maybe he [Tom Riddle] got thirty O.W.L.s o saved a teacher from the giant squid. Maybe he murdered Myrtle; that would've done everyone a favor..."
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"It would've been so easy to push Malfoy off a glacier and make it look like an accident.."
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"Percy's started work - the Department of Magical Cooperation. Don't mention anything about abroad while you're here unless tu want the pants bored off of you."
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"Percy wouldn't recognize a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing Dobby's té cozy."
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"You want to be careful with those," Ron warned Harry. "When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor!"
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"Oy, pea-brain!"
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"'Slug Club,'" repeated Ron with a sneer worthy of Malfoy. "It's pathetic. Well, I hope tu enjoy your party. Why don't tu try hooking up with McLaggen, then Slughorn can make tu King and queen Slug--"
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"We'll be there, Harry," dicho Ron.
"What?"
"At your aunt and uncle's house. And then we'll go with you, wherever you're going."
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"Er--is this the new stand on elf rights?" dicho Ron. "You're going to make yourself puke instead?"
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"Yeah, Dumbledore's off his rocker all right."
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"I don't need help," Ron whispered. "It's obvious what this means. There's going to be loads of fog tonight."
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"When we come face-to-face with one down a dark alley, we're going to be having a shufti to see if it's solid, aren't we, we're not going to be asking, 'Excuse me, are tu the imprint of a departed soul?"
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"Fred and George tried to get me to make one [Unbreakable Vow] when I was about five. I nearly did, too, I was holding hands with fred and everything when Dad founds us. He went mental," sid Ron, with a reminiscent gleam in his eyes. "Only time I've ever seen Dad as angry as Mum. fred reckons his left buttock has never been the same since."
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"Yeah, well, Percy wouldn't want to work for anyone with a sense of humor, would he?"
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"I amor you, Hermione."
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"We're with tu whatever happens."
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"IF WE DIE FOR THEM, I'LL KILL tu HARRY!"
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"You should write a book translating the mad things girls do so boys can understand them."
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"And that's the segundo time we've saved your life tonight, tu two-faced bastard!"
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�And what in the name of Merlin�s most baggy Y Fronts was that about?"
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�I�m starving! All I�ve had since I bled half to death is a couple of toadstools!"
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�That makes me sound a lot enfriador, refrigerador than I was."
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"If you're not in Gryffindor we'll disinherit you, but no pressure."
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"What's up? If it's massive spiders again I want to eat breakfast before-"
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"Bless him [Kreacher], and when tu think I used to fantasize about cutting off his head and sticking it to the wall!"
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"That treacherous old bleeder! Hermione, you're a genius, a total genius, I can't believe we got out of that!"
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"You sound like Hagrid. It's a dragon, Hermione, it can take care of itself. It's us we need to worry about."
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"Well, I don't know how to break this to you, but I think they might have noticed we broke into Gringotts."
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"Blimey, Neville, there's a time for getting a smart mouth."
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"I want to fix that in my memory forever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."
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"Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world."
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"Viktor? Hasn't he asked tu to call him Vicky yet?"
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"Sunshine, daisies, mantequilla mellow,
Turn this stupid, fat rata yellow."
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Speaking quietly so that no one else would hear, Harry told the other two about Snape's sudden, sinister desire to be a Quidditch referee.
"Don't play," dicho Hermione at once.
"Say you're ill," dicho Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.
"Really break your leg," dicho Ron.
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"But why's she got to go to the library?"
"Because that's what Hermione does. When in doubt, go to the library."
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"We're coming for tu whether the Muggles like it o not, tu can't miss the World Cup, only Mum and Dad reckon it's better if we pretend to ask their permission first. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer pronto, and we'll come and get tu at five o'clock on Sunday. If they say no, send Pig back pronto and we'll come and get tu at five o'clock on Sunday anyway." [Letter to Harry]
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"Can I have a look at Uranus, too, Lavender?"
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[Hermione] "Aren't tu two ever going to read Hogwarts: A History?"
"What's the point? tu know it all por heart, we can just ask you."
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"Accio Brain!"
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Hermione frowned at Ron.
"He's not a nutter, Ron--"
"His life's ambition is to have his head cut off and stuck up on a plaque just like his mother," dicho Ron irritably. "Is that normal, Hermione?"
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"Well, we were always going to fail that one," dicho Ron gloomily as they ascended the marble staircase. He had just made Harry feel rather better por telling him how he told the examiner in detail about the ugly man with a wart on his nose in the crystal ball, only to look up and realize he had been describing the examiner's reflection.
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"Ron, we're supposed to mostrar the first-years where to go!"
"Oh, yeah," dicho Ron, who had obviously forgotten. "Hey-hey tu lot! Midgets!"
"Ron!"
"Well, they are, they're twitchy..."
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"The hats have gone," Hermione dicho happily. "Seems the house-elves do want freedom after all."
"I wouldn't bet on it," Ron told her cuttingly. "They might not count as clothes. They didn't look anything like hats to me, más like woolly bladders."
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"What's up with you, Hermione?"
She was gazing out the window, but not as though she really saw it. Her eyes were unfocused and there was a frown on her face.
"Just thinking..." she said, still frowning.
"About Siri -- Snuffles?" dicho Harry.
"No...not exactly..." dicho Hermione slowly. "More...wondering...I suppose we're doing the right thing...I think....aren't we?"
Harry and Ron looked at each other.
"Well, that clears that up," dicho Ron. "It would have been really annoying if tu hadn't explained yourself properly."
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"I've got two Neptunes here," dicho Harry after a while, frowning down on his parchment, "that can't be right, can it?"
"Aaaah," dicho Ron, imitating Professor Trelawney's mysical whisper, "when two Neptunes appear in the sky, it is a sure sign that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry..."
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"...from now on, I don't care if my té leaves spell 'die, Ron, die,' I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong."
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"What's that?" dicho Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish estofado, guiso de that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding.
"Bouillabaisse," dicho Hermione.
"Bless you," dicho Ron.
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"And no wonder we couldn't find Flamel in that Study of reciente Developments in Wizardry," dicho Ron. "He's not exactly reciente if he's six-hundred and sixty-five, is he?"
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"I'll make Goyle do lines, he hates writing," dicho Ron happily. He lowered his voice to Goyle's low grunt, mimed escritura in midair. "I...must...not...look...like...a...baboon's...backside."
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"It's obvious," dicho Ron. "You can pretend to be waiting Professor Flitwick, tu know." He put on a high voice, "'Oh, Professor Flitwick, I'm so worried, I think I got pregunta fourteen b wrong...'"
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"Stop moving!" Hermonie ordered them. "I know what this is-it's the Devil's Snare!"
"Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help," snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant from curling around his neck.
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"Did I tell tu I've invented a broomstick that'll reach Jupiter?"
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"There tu go, Harry," Ron shouted over the noise. "You weren't being thick after all - tu were mostrando moral fiber!"
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"You need your inner eye tested if tu ask me."
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"Lockhart'll sign anything if it stands still long enough."
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"Yeah, I've seen those things they think are gnomes," dicho Ron, bent double with his head in a peony bush, "like fat little Santa Clauses with fishing rods."
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"I tell you, that dragon is the most horrible creature I've ever met, but the way Hagrid goes about it you'd think it was a fluffy little bunny rabbit. When it bit me, he told me off for frightening it. And when I left he was canto it a lullaby."
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"Tomorrow," dicho Ron in a muffled voice, "I'd rather tu set the alarm clock."
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"Could've been anything," dicho Ron. "Maybe he [Tom Riddle] got thirty O.W.L.s o saved a teacher from the giant squid. Maybe he murdered Myrtle; that would've done everyone a favor..."
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"It would've been so easy to push Malfoy off a glacier and make it look like an accident.."
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"Percy's started work - the Department of Magical Cooperation. Don't mention anything about abroad while you're here unless tu want the pants bored off of you."
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"Percy wouldn't recognize a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing Dobby's té cozy."
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"You want to be careful with those," Ron warned Harry. "When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor!"
---------------------------------------------------
"Oy, pea-brain!"
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"'Slug Club,'" repeated Ron with a sneer worthy of Malfoy. "It's pathetic. Well, I hope tu enjoy your party. Why don't tu try hooking up with McLaggen, then Slughorn can make tu King and queen Slug--"
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"We'll be there, Harry," dicho Ron.
"What?"
"At your aunt and uncle's house. And then we'll go with you, wherever you're going."
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"Er--is this the new stand on elf rights?" dicho Ron. "You're going to make yourself puke instead?"
---------------------------------------------------
"Yeah, Dumbledore's off his rocker all right."
---------------------------------------------------
"I don't need help," Ron whispered. "It's obvious what this means. There's going to be loads of fog tonight."
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"When we come face-to-face with one down a dark alley, we're going to be having a shufti to see if it's solid, aren't we, we're not going to be asking, 'Excuse me, are tu the imprint of a departed soul?"
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"Fred and George tried to get me to make one [Unbreakable Vow] when I was about five. I nearly did, too, I was holding hands with fred and everything when Dad founds us. He went mental," sid Ron, with a reminiscent gleam in his eyes. "Only time I've ever seen Dad as angry as Mum. fred reckons his left buttock has never been the same since."
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"Yeah, well, Percy wouldn't want to work for anyone with a sense of humor, would he?"
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"I amor you, Hermione."
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"We're with tu whatever happens."
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"IF WE DIE FOR THEM, I'LL KILL tu HARRY!"
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"You should write a book translating the mad things girls do so boys can understand them."
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"And that's the segundo time we've saved your life tonight, tu two-faced bastard!"
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�And what in the name of Merlin�s most baggy Y Fronts was that about?"
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�I�m starving! All I�ve had since I bled half to death is a couple of toadstools!"
---------------------------------------------------
�That makes me sound a lot enfriador, refrigerador than I was."
---------------------------------------------------
"If you're not in Gryffindor we'll disinherit you, but no pressure."
---------------------------------------------------
"What's up? If it's massive spiders again I want to eat breakfast before-"
---------------------------------------------------
"Bless him [Kreacher], and when tu think I used to fantasize about cutting off his head and sticking it to the wall!"
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"That treacherous old bleeder! Hermione, you're a genius, a total genius, I can't believe we got out of that!"
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"You sound like Hagrid. It's a dragon, Hermione, it can take care of itself. It's us we need to worry about."
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"Well, I don't know how to break this to you, but I think they might have noticed we broke into Gringotts."
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"Blimey, Neville, there's a time for getting a smart mouth."
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