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They were all very
impressed and couldn't wait to get started, but soon realized they
weren't going to be changing the furniture into animals for a long time.
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where
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where everything
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After taking a lot of complicated notes, they were each given a match
and started trying to turn it into a needle.
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everything
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everything from
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By the end of the lesson,
only Hermione Granger had made any difference to her match; Professor
McGonagall showed the class how it had gone all silver and pointy and
gave Hermione a rare smile.
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from
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from his
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The class everyone had really been looking forward to was Defense
Against the Dark Arts, but Quirrell's lessons turned out to be a bit of
a joke.
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his
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his name
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His classroom smelled strongly of garlic, which everyone said
was to ward off a vampire he'd met in Romania and was afraid would be
coming back to get him one of these days.
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name
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name to
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His turban, he told them, had
been given to him by an African prince as a thank-you for getting rid of
a troublesome zombie, but they weren't sure they believed this story.
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to
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to his
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For one thing, when Seamus Finnigan asked eagerly to hear how Quirrell
had fought off the zombie, Quirrell went pink and started talking about
the weather; for another, they had noticed that a funny smell hung
around the turban, and the Weasley twins insisted that it was stuffed
full of garlic as well, so that Quirrell was protected wherever he went.
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his
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his boots
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Harry was very relieved to find out that he wasn't miles behind everyone
else.
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boots
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boots was
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Lots of people had come from Muggle families and, like him, hadn't
had any idea that they were witches and wizards.
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was
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was unwelcome
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There was so much to
learn that even people like Ron didn't have much of a head start.
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unwelcome
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unwelcome .
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Friday was an important day for Harry and Ron.
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.
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. He
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They finally managed to
find their way down to the Great Hall for breakfast without getting lost
once.
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He
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He was
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"What have we got today?"
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was
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was busy
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Harry asked Ron as he poured sugar on his
porridge.
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busy
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busy rummaging
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"Double Potions with the Slytherins," said Ron.
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rummaging
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rummaging in
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"Snape's Head of
Slytherin House.
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in
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in his
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They say he always favors them -- we'll be able to see
if it's true."
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his
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his cloak
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"Wish McGonagall favored us, " said Harry.
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cloak
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cloak ,
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Professor McGonagall was head
of Gryffindor House, but it hadn't stopped her from giving them a huge
pile of homework the day before.
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,
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, looking
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Just then, the mail arrived.
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looking
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looking for
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Harry had gotten used to this by now, but
it had given him a bit of a shock on the first morning, when about a
hundred owls had suddenly streamed into the Great Hall during breakfast,
circling the tables until they saw their owners, and dropping letters
and packages onto their laps.
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for
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for something
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Hedwig hadn't brought Harry anything so far.
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something
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something .
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She sometimes flew in to
nibble his ear and have a bit of toast before going off to sleep in the
owlery with the other school owls.
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.
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. But
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This morning, however, she fluttered
down between the marmalade and the sugar bowl and dropped a note onto
Harry's plate.
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But
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But he
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Harry tore it open at once.
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he
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he did
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It said, in a very untidy
scrawl:
Dear Harry,
I know you get Friday afternoons off, so would you like to come and have
a cup of tea with me around three?
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did
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did seem
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I want to hear all about your first week.
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seem
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seem to
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Send us an answer back with
Hedwig.
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to
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to realize
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Hagrid
Harry borrowed Ron's quill, scribbled Yes, please, see you later on the
back of the note, and sent Hedwig off again.
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realize
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realize he
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It was lucky that Harry had tea with Hagrid to look forward to, because
the Potions lesson turned out to be the worst thing that had happened to
him so far.
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he
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he was
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At the start-of-term banquet, Harry had gotten the idea that Professor
Snape disliked him.
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was
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was being
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By the end of the first Potions lesson, he knew he'd
been wrong.
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being
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being watched
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Snape didn't dislike Harry -- he hated him.
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watched
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watched ,
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Potions lessons took place down in one of the dungeons.
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,
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, because
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It was colder
here than up in the main castle, and would have been quite creepy enough
without the pickled animals floating in glass jars all around the walls.
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because
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because he
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Snape, like Flitwick, started the class by taking the roll call, and
like Flitwick, he paused at Harry's name.
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he
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he looked
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"Ah, Yes," he said softly, "Harry Potter.
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looked
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looked up
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Our new -- celebrity."
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up
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up suddenly
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Draco Malfoy and his friends Crabbe and Goyle sniggered behind their
hands.
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suddenly
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suddenly at
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Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class.
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at
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at the
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His
eyes were black like Hagrid's, but they had none of Hagrid's warmth.
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the
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the cat
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They were cold and empty and made you think of dark tunnels.
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cat
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cat ,
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"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of
potionmaking," he began.
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,
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, which
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He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but
they caught every word -- like Professor McGonagall, Snape had y caught
every word -- like Professor McGonagall, Snape had the gift of keeping a
class silent without effort.
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which
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which was
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"As there is little foolish wand-waving
here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic.
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was
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was still
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I don't expect you
will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with
its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through
human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses....
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still
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still staring
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I can teach
you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death -- if you aren't
as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."
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staring
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staring at
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More silence followed this little speech.
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at
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at him
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Harry and Ron exchanged looks
with raised eyebrows.
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him
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him from
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Hermione Granger was on the edge of her seat and
looked desperate to start proving that she wasn't a dunderhead.
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from
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from the
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"Potter!"
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the
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the other
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said Snape suddenly.
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other
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other end
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"What would I get if I added powdered
root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
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end
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end of
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Powdered root of what to an infusion of what?
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of
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of the
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Harry glanced at Ron, who
looked as stumped as he was; Hermione's hand had shot into the air.
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the
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the street
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"I don't know, sit," said Harry.
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street
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street .
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Snape's lips curled into a sneer.
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.
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. For
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"Tut, tut -- fame clearly isn't everything."
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For
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For some
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He ignored Hermione's hand.
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some
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some reason
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"Let's try again.
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reason
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reason ,
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Potter, where would you look if I told you to find me
a bezoar?"
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,
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, the
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Hermione stretched her hand as high into the air as it would go without
her leaving her seat, but Harry didn't have the faintest idea what a
bezoar was.
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the
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the sight
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He tried not to look at Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were
shaking with laughter.
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sight
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sight of
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"I don't know, sit."
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of
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of the
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"Thought you wouldn't open a book before coming,
eh, Potter?"
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the
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the cat
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Harry forced himself to keep looking straight into those
cold eyes.
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cat
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cat seemed
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He had looked through his books at the Dursleys', but did
Snape expect him to remember everything in One Thousand Magical Herbs
and Fungi?
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seemed
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seemed to
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Snape was still ignoring Hermione's quivering hand.
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to
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to amuse
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"What is the difference, Potter, between monkshood and wolfsbane?"
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amuse
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amuse him
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At this, Hermione stood up, her hand stretching toward the dungeon
ceiling.
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him
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him .
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"I don't know," said Harry quietly.
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.
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. He
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"I think Hermione does, though, why
don't you try her?"
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He
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He chuckled
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A few people laughed; Harry caught Seamus's eye, and Seamus winked.
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chuckled
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chuckled and
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Snape, however, was not pleased.
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and
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and muttered
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"Sit down," he snapped at Hermione.
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muttered
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muttered ,
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"For your information, Potter,
asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful it is known as
the Draught of Living Death.
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,
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, ``
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A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach
of a goat and it will save you from most poisons.
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``
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`` I
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As for monkshood and
wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of
aconite.
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I
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I should
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Well?
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should
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should have
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Why aren't you all copying that down?"
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have
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have known
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There was a sudden rummaging for quills and parchment.
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known
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known .
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Over the noise,
Snape said, "And a point will be taken from Gryffindor House for your
cheek, Potter."
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.
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. ''
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Things didn't improve for the Gryffindors as the Potions lesson
continued.
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''
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'' He
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Snape put them all into pairs and set them to mixing up a
simple potion to cure boils.
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He
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He found
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He swept around in his long black cloak,
watching them weigh dried nettles and crush snake fangs, criticizing
almost everyone except Malfoy, whom he seemed to like.
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found
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found what
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He was just
telling everyone to look at the perfect way Malfoy had stewed his horned
slugs when clouds of acid green smoke and a loud hissing filled the
dungeon.
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what
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what he
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Neville had somehow managed to melt Seamus's cauldron into a
twisted blob, and their potion was seeping across the stone floor,
burning holes in people's shoes.
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he
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he was
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Within seconds, the whole class was
standing on their stools while Neville, who had been drenched in the
potion when the cauldron collapsed, moaned in pain as angry red boils
sprang up all over his arms and legs.
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was
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was looking
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"Idiot boy!"
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looking
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looking for
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snarled Snape, clearing the spilled potion away with one
wave of his wand.
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for
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for in
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"I suppose you added the porcupine quills before
taking the cauldron off the fire?"
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in
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in his
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Neville whimpered as boils started to pop up all over his nose.
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his
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his inside
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"Take him up to the hospital wing," Snape spat at Seamus.
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inside
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inside pocket
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Then he
rounded on Harry and Ron, who had been working next to Neville.
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pocket
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pocket .
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"You -- Potter -- why didn't you tell him not to add the quills?
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.
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. It
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Thought
he'd make you look good if he got it wrong, did you?
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It
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It seemed
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That's another
point you've lost for Gryffindor."
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seemed
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seemed to
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This was so unfair that Harry opened his mouth to argue, but Ron kicked
him behind their cauldron.
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to
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to be
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"Doi* push it," he muttered, "I've heard Snape can turn very nasty."
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be
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be a
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As they climbed the steps out of the dungeon an hour later, Harry's mind
was racing and his spirits were low.
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a
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a silver
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