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‘Sit down yourself,’ said Steerforth, ‘and mind your business.’

‘That's Edgar Bones ... brother of Amelia Bones, they got him and his family, too, he was a great wizard ... Sturgis Podmore, blimey, he looks young ... Caradoc Dearborn, vanished six months after this, we never found his body ... Hagrid, of course, looks exactly the same as ever ... Elphias Doge, you've met him, I'd forgotten he used to wear that stupid hat ... Gideon Prewett, it took five Death Eaters to kill him and his brother Fabian, they fought like heroes ... budge along, budge along ...’

‘Potter,’ she said in ringing tones, ‘I will assist you to become an Auror if it is the last thing I do! If I have to coach you nightly, I will make sure you achieve the required results!’

‘Oh! you know best, sir,’ I returned modestly.

‘It's good, isn't it?’ said Luna happily. ‘I wanted to have it chewing up a serpent to represent Slytherin, you know, but there wasn't time. Anyway ... good luck, Ronald!’

‘Nice dog, Harry!’ called a tall boy with dreadlocks.

‘That’s not an answer, sir,’ said Mr. Creakle, ‘to my remark. I

‘Take this to Professor McGonagall, dear,’ said Professor Umbridge, holding out the note to him.

’em, they’ll say to me sometimes—with it on—thick, and no