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fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through..."
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Harry learned quickly not to feel to sorry for the gnomes. He decided to just drop the first one just over the hedge, but the gnome, sensing weakness, sank his razor sharp teeth into Harry's finger and he had a hard job shaking it off until -
"Wow, Harry - that must have been fifty feet!"
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"You're alive," she dicho blankly to Harry.
"There's no need to sound so disappointed," he dicho grimly, wiping flecks of blood and slime off his glasses.
"Oh, well...I'd just been thinking...if tu had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet," dicho Myrtle, blushing silver.
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"A Study of Hogwarts' Prefects and Their Later Careers," Ron read aloud off the back cover. "That sounds fascinating."
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Hermione, however, clapped a hand to her forehead. "Harry -- I think I've just understood something! I've got to go to the library!" And she sprinted away, up the stairs.
"What does she understand?" dicho Harry distractedly, still looking around, trying to tell where the voice had come from.
"Loads más than I do." dicho Ron, shaking his head.
"But why's she got to go to the library?"
"Because that's what Hermione does," dicho Ron, shrugging. "When in doubt, go to the library."
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Warlock D. J. Prod of Didsbury says: "My wife used to sneer at my feeble charms, but one mes into your fabulous Kwikspell course and I succeeded in turning her into a yak! Thank you, Kwikspell!"
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"Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.
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They were almost at King's cruzar, cruz when Harry remembered something.
"Ginny--what did tu see Percy doing, that he didn't want tu to tell anyone?"
"Oh that," dicho Ginny, giggling. "Well--Percy's got a girlfriend."
fred dropped a stack of libros on George's head. "What?"
"It's that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater," dicho Ginny. "That's who he was escritura to all last summer. He's been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in on them besar in an empty classroom one day. He was so upest when she was--you know--attacked. tu won't tease him, will you?" she added anxiously.
"Wouldn't dream of it," dicho Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.
"Definitely not," dicho George, sniggering.
fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through..."
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Harry learned quickly not to feel to sorry for the gnomes. He decided to just drop the first one just over the hedge, but the gnome, sensing weakness, sank his razor sharp teeth into Harry's finger and he had a hard job shaking it off until -
"Wow, Harry - that must have been fifty feet!"
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"You're alive," she dicho blankly to Harry.
"There's no need to sound so disappointed," he dicho grimly, wiping flecks of blood and slime off his glasses.
"Oh, well...I'd just been thinking...if tu had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet," dicho Myrtle, blushing silver.
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"A Study of Hogwarts' Prefects and Their Later Careers," Ron read aloud off the back cover. "That sounds fascinating."
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Hermione, however, clapped a hand to her forehead. "Harry -- I think I've just understood something! I've got to go to the library!" And she sprinted away, up the stairs.
"What does she understand?" dicho Harry distractedly, still looking around, trying to tell where the voice had come from.
"Loads más than I do." dicho Ron, shaking his head.
"But why's she got to go to the library?"
"Because that's what Hermione does," dicho Ron, shrugging. "When in doubt, go to the library."
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Warlock D. J. Prod of Didsbury says: "My wife used to sneer at my feeble charms, but one mes into your fabulous Kwikspell course and I succeeded in turning her into a yak! Thank you, Kwikspell!"
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"Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.
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They were almost at King's cruzar, cruz when Harry remembered something.
"Ginny--what did tu see Percy doing, that he didn't want tu to tell anyone?"
"Oh that," dicho Ginny, giggling. "Well--Percy's got a girlfriend."
fred dropped a stack of libros on George's head. "What?"
"It's that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater," dicho Ginny. "That's who he was escritura to all last summer. He's been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in on them besar in an empty classroom one day. He was so upest when she was--you know--attacked. tu won't tease him, will you?" she added anxiously.
"Wouldn't dream of it," dicho Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early.
"Definitely not," dicho George, sniggering.