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[INST] <Chapter 9> <s> The Ministry does not have the power to expel Hogwarts students, Cornelius, as I reminded you on the night of the second of August,' said Dumbledore. 'Nor does it have the right to confiscate wands until charges have been successfully proven; again, as I reminded you on the night of the second of... | The Ministry does not have the power to expel Hogwarts students, Cornelius, as I reminded you on the night of the second of August,' said Dumbledore. 'Nor does it have the right to confiscate wands until charges have been successfully proven; again, as I reminded you on the night of the second of August, in your admira... |
[INST] <Chapter 9> <s> 'Laws can be changed,' said Fudge savagely. 'Of course they can,' said Dumbledore, inclining his head. 'And you certainly seem to be making many changes, Cornelius. Why, in the few short weeks since I was asked to leave the Wizengamot, it has already become the practice to hold a full crimina... | 'Laws can be changed,' said Fudge savagely. 'Of course they can,' said Dumbledore, inclining his head. 'And you certainly seem to be making many changes, Cornelius. Why, in the few short weeks since I was asked to leave the Wizengamot, it has already become the practice to hold a full criminal trial to deal with a ... |
[INST] <Chapter 9> <s> A few of the wizards above them shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Fudge turned a slightly deeper shade of puce. The toadlike witch on his right, however, merely gazed at Dumbledore, her face quite expressionless. 'As far as I am aware,' Dumbledore continued, 'there is no law yet in place ... | A few of the wizards above them shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Fudge turned a slightly deeper shade of puce. The toadlike witch on his right, however, merely gazed at Dumbledore, her face quite expressionless. 'As far as I am aware,' Dumbledore continued, 'there is no law yet in place that says this court's ... |
[INST] <Chapter 9> <s> Dumbledore put his fingertips together again and said no more. Fudge glared at him, evidently incensed. Harry glanced sideways at Dumbledore, seeking reassurance; he was not at all sure that Dumbledore was right in telling the Wizengamot, in effect, that it was about time they made a decision. Ag... | Dumbledore put his fingertips together again and said no more. Fudge glared at him, evidently incensed. Harry glanced sideways at Dumbledore, seeking reassurance; he was not at all sure that Dumbledore was right in telling the Wizengamot, in effect, that it was about time they made a decision. Again, however, Dumbledor... |
[INST] <Chapter 9> <s> Fudge raised his hand; so did half a dozen others, including the witch on his right and the heavily-moustached wizard and the frizzy-haired witch in the second row. Fudge glanced around at them all, looking as though there was something large stuck in his throat, then lowered his own hand. He... | Fudge raised his hand; so did half a dozen others, including the witch on his right and the heavily-moustached wizard and the frizzy-haired witch in the second row. Fudge glanced around at them all, looking as though there was something large stuck in his throat, then lowered his own hand. He took two deep breaths ... |
[INST] <Chapter 9> <s> 'Excellent,' said Dumbledore briskly, springing to his feel, pulling out his wand and causing the two chintz armchairs to vanish. 'Well, I must be getting along. Good-day to you all.'</s> [INST] | 'Excellent,' said Dumbledore briskly, springing to his feel, pulling out his wand and causing the two chintz armchairs to vanish. 'Well, I must be getting along. Good-day to you all.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> The Woes of Mrs Weasley</s> [INST] | The Woes of Mrs Weasley</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Dumbledore's abrupt departure took Harry completely by surprise. He remained sitting where he was in the chained chair, struggling with his feelings of shock and relief. The Wizengamot were all getting to their feet, talking, gathering up their papers and packing them away. Harry stood up. Nobod... | Dumbledore's abrupt departure took Harry completely by surprise. He remained sitting where he was in the chained chair, struggling with his feelings of shock and relief. The Wizengamot were all getting to their feet, talking, gathering up their papers and packing them away. Harry stood up. Nobody seemed to be paying hi... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Cleared,' Harry said, pulling the door closed behind him, 'of all charges!'</s> [INST] | 'Cleared,' Harry said, pulling the door closed behind him, 'of all charges!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Beaming, Mr Weasley seized Harry by the shoulders. 'Harry, that's wonderful! Well, of course, they couldn't have found you guilty, not on the evidence, but even so, I can't pretend I wasn't - '</s> [INST] | Beaming, Mr Weasley seized Harry by the shoulders. 'Harry, that's wonderful! Well, of course, they couldn't have found you guilty, not on the evidence, but even so, I can't pretend I wasn't - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> But Mr Weasley broke off, because the courtroom door had ust opened again. The Wizengamot were filing out. 'Merlin's beard!' exclaimed Mr Weasley wonderingly, pulling Harry aside to let them all pass. 'You were tried by the lull court?'</s> [INST] | But Mr Weasley broke off, because the courtroom door had ust opened again. The Wizengamot were filing out. 'Merlin's beard!' exclaimed Mr Weasley wonderingly, pulling Harry aside to let them all pass. 'You were tried by the lull court?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'I think so,' said Harry quietly. One or two of the wizards nodded to Harry as they passed and a few, including Madam Bones, said, 'Morning, Arthur,' to Mr Weasley, but most averted their eyes. Cornelius Fudge and the toadlike witch were almost the last to leave the dungeon. Fudge acted as t... | 'I think so,' said Harry quietly. One or two of the wizards nodded to Harry as they passed and a few, including Madam Bones, said, 'Morning, Arthur,' to Mr Weasley, but most averted their eyes. Cornelius Fudge and the toadlike witch were almost the last to leave the dungeon. Fudge acted as though Mr Weasley and Har... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'So, what will you have to do about the toilet?' Harry asked, grinning. Everything suddenly seemed five times funnier than usual. It was starting to sink in: he was cleared, he was going back to Hogwarts. 'Oh, it's a simple enough anti-jinx,' said Mr Weasley as they mounted the stairs, 'but ... | 'So, what will you have to do about the toilet?' Harry asked, grinning. Everything suddenly seemed five times funnier than usual. It was starting to sink in: he was cleared, he was going back to Hogwarts. 'Oh, it's a simple enough anti-jinx,' said Mr Weasley as they mounted the stairs, 'but it's not so much having ... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Mr Weasley broke off in mid-sentence. They had just reached the ninth-level corridor and Cornelius Fudge was standing a few feet away from them, talking quietly to a tall man with sleek blond hair and a pointed, pale face. The second man turned at the sound of their footsteps. He, too, broke... | Mr Weasley broke off in mid-sentence. They had just reached the ninth-level corridor and Cornelius Fudge was standing a few feet away from them, talking quietly to a tall man with sleek blond hair and a pointed, pale face. The second man turned at the sound of their footsteps. He, too, broke off in mid-conversation... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Mr Weasley gripped Harry's shoulder in warning. 'Yeah,' said Harry, 'yeah, I'm good at escaping.'</s> [INST] | Mr Weasley gripped Harry's shoulder in warning. 'Yeah,' said Harry, 'yeah, I'm good at escaping.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Lucius Malfoy raised his eyes to Mr Weasley's face. 'And Arthur Weasley too! What are you doing here, Arthur?'</s> [INST] | Lucius Malfoy raised his eyes to Mr Weasley's face. 'And Arthur Weasley too! What are you doing here, Arthur?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'I work here,' said Mr Weasley curtly. 'Not here, surely?' said Mr Malfoy, raising his eyebrows and glancing towards the door over Mr Weasley's shoulder. 'I thought you were up on the second floor... don't you do something that involves sneaking Muggle artefacts home and bewitching them?'</s... | 'I work here,' said Mr Weasley curtly. 'Not here, surely?' said Mr Malfoy, raising his eyebrows and glancing towards the door over Mr Weasley's shoulder. 'I thought you were up on the second floor... don't you do something that involves sneaking Muggle artefacts home and bewitching them?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'No,' Mr Weasley snapped, his fingers now biting into Harry's shoulder. 'What are you doing here, anyway?' Harry asked Lucius Malfoy. 'I don't think private matters between myself and the Minister are any concern of yours, Potter,' said Malfoy, smoothing the front of his robes. Harry dis... | 'No,' Mr Weasley snapped, his fingers now biting into Harry's shoulder. 'What are you doing here, anyway?' Harry asked Lucius Malfoy. 'I don't think private matters between myself and the Minister are any concern of yours, Potter,' said Malfoy, smoothing the front of his robes. Harry distinctly heard the gentle... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Certainly,' said Fudge, turning his back on Harry and Mr Weasley. This way, Lucius.'</s> [INST] | 'Certainly,' said Fudge, turning his back on Harry and Mr Weasley. This way, Lucius.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> They strode off together, talking in low voices. Mr Weasley did not let go of Harry's shoulder until they had disappeared into the lift. 'Why wasn't he waiting outside Fudge's office if they've got business to do together?' Harry burst out furiously. What was he doing down here?'</s> [INST] | They strode off together, talking in low voices. Mr Weasley did not let go of Harry's shoulder until they had disappeared into the lift. 'Why wasn't he waiting outside Fudge's office if they've got business to do together?' Harry burst out furiously. What was he doing down here?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Trying to sneak down to the courtroom, if you ask me,' said Mr Weasley, looking extremely agitated and glancing over his shoulder as though making sure they could not be overheard. Trying to find out whether you'd been expelled or not. I'll leave a note for Dumbledore when I drop you off, he ou... | 'Trying to sneak down to the courtroom, if you ask me,' said Mr Weasley, looking extremely agitated and glancing over his shoulder as though making sure they could not be overheard. Trying to find out whether you'd been expelled or not. I'll leave a note for Dumbledore when I drop you off, he ought to know Malfoy's bee... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'What private business have they got together, anyway?'</s> [INST] | 'What private business have they got together, anyway?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Gold, I expect,' said Mr Weasley angrily. 'Malfoy's been giving generously to all sorts of things for years... gets him in with the right people... then he can ask favours... delay laws he doesn't want passed... oh, he's very well-connected, Lucius Malfoy.'</s> [INST] | 'Gold, I expect,' said Mr Weasley angrily. 'Malfoy's been giving generously to all sorts of things for years... gets him in with the right people... then he can ask favours... delay laws he doesn't want passed... oh, he's very well-connected, Lucius Malfoy.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> The lift arrived; it was empty except for a flock of memos that flapped around Mr Weasley's head as he pressed the button for the Atrium and the doors clanged shut. He waved them away irritably. 'Mr Weasley,' said Harry slowly, 'if Fudge is meeting Death Eaters like Malfoy, if he's seeing th... | The lift arrived; it was empty except for a flock of memos that flapped around Mr Weasley's head as he pressed the button for the Atrium and the doors clanged shut. He waved them away irritably. 'Mr Weasley,' said Harry slowly, 'if Fudge is meeting Death Eaters like Malfoy, if he's seeing them alone, how do we know... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Don't think it hasn't occurred to us, Harry,' said Mr Weasley quietly. 'But Dumbledore thinks Fudge is acting of his own accord at the moment - which, as Dumbledore says, is not a lot of comfort. Best not talk about it any more just now, Harry.'</s> [INST] | 'Don't think it hasn't occurred to us, Harry,' said Mr Weasley quietly. 'But Dumbledore thinks Fudge is acting of his own accord at the moment - which, as Dumbledore says, is not a lot of comfort. Best not talk about it any more just now, Harry.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> The doors slid open and they stepped out into the now almost-deserted Atrium. Eric the watchwizard was hidden behind his Daily Prophet again. They had walked straight past the golden fountain before Harry remembered. 'Wait...' he told Mr Weasley, and, pulling his moneybag from his pocket, he... | The doors slid open and they stepped out into the now almost-deserted Atrium. Eric the watchwizard was hidden behind his Daily Prophet again. They had walked straight past the golden fountain before Harry remembered. 'Wait...' he told Mr Weasley, and, pulling his moneybag from his pocket, he turned back to the foun... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> That's enough! Settle down!' shouted Mr Weasley, though he too was smiling. 'Listen, Sirius, Lucius Malfoy was at the Ministry - '</s> [INST] | That's enough! Settle down!' shouted Mr Weasley, though he too was smiling. 'Listen, Sirius, Lucius Malfoy was at the Ministry - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'What?' said Sirius sharply. 'He got off, he got off, he got off...'</s> [INST] | 'What?' said Sirius sharply. 'He got off, he got off, he got off...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Be quiet, you three! Yes, we saw him talking to Fudge on Level Nine, then they went up to Fudge's office together. Dumbledore ought to know.'</s> [INST] | 'Be quiet, you three! Yes, we saw him talking to Fudge on Level Nine, then they went up to Fudge's office together. Dumbledore ought to know.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Absolutely,' said Sirius. 'We'll tell him, don't worry.'</s> [INST] | 'Absolutely,' said Sirius. 'We'll tell him, don't worry.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Well, I'd better get going, there's a vomiting toilet waiting for me in Bethnal Green. Molly, I'll be late, I'm covering for Tonks, but Kingsley might be dropping in for dinner - '</s> [INST] | 'Well, I'd better get going, there's a vomiting toilet waiting for me in Bethnal Green. Molly, I'll be late, I'm covering for Tonks, but Kingsley might be dropping in for dinner - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'He got off, he got off, he got off...'</s> [INST] | 'He got off, he got off, he got off...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> That's enough - Fred - George - Ginny!' said Mrs Weasley, as Mr Weasley left the kitchen. The gloomy house seemed warmer and more welcoming all of a sudden; even Kreacher looked less ugly as he poked his snoutlike nose into the kitchen to investigate the source of all the noise. 'Yeah, he sw... | That's enough - Fred - George - Ginny!' said Mrs Weasley, as Mr Weasley left the kitchen. The gloomy house seemed warmer and more welcoming all of a sudden; even Kreacher looked less ugly as he poked his snoutlike nose into the kitchen to investigate the source of all the noise. 'Yeah, he swung it for me,' said Har... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> And as he thought this, the scar on his forehead burned so badlyt:hat he clapped his hand to it.. 'Scar,' Harry mumbled. 'But it's nothing... it happens all the time now...'</s> [INST] | And as he thought this, the scar on his forehead burned so badlyt:hat he clapped his hand to it.. 'Scar,' Harry mumbled. 'But it's nothing... it happens all the time now...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> None of the others had noticed a thing; all of them were now helping themselves to food while gloating over Harry's narrow escape; Fred, George and Ginny were still singing. 'He's really very busy at the moment.'</s> [INST] | None of the others had noticed a thing; all of them were now helping themselves to food while gloating over Harry's narrow escape; Fred, George and Ginny were still singing. 'He's really very busy at the moment.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF. HE GOT OFF'</s> [INST] | 'HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF. HE GOT OFF'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'SHUT UP!' roared Mrs Weasley. *</s> [INST] | 'SHUT UP!' roared Mrs Weasley. *</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Over the next few days Harry could not help noticing that there was one person within number twelve, Grimmauld Place, who did not seem wholly overjoyed that he would be returning to Hogwarts. Sirius had put up a very good show of happiness on first hearing the news, wringing Harry's hand and bea... | Over the next few days Harry could not help noticing that there was one person within number twelve, Grimmauld Place, who did not seem wholly overjoyed that he would be returning to Hogwarts. Sirius had put up a very good show of happiness on first hearing the news, wringing Harry's hand and beaming just like the rest ... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'I don't think that's true,' said Harry, wringing out his cloth. 'And he probably felt a bit guilty himself, because I think a part of him was really hoping you'd be expelled. 'Suit yourselves. At this point, Mrs Weasley entered the bedroom behind them. 'Still not finished?' she said... | 'I don't think that's true,' said Harry, wringing out his cloth. 'And he probably felt a bit guilty himself, because I think a part of him was really hoping you'd be expelled. 'Suit yourselves. At this point, Mrs Weasley entered the bedroom behind them. 'Still not finished?' she said, poking her head into t... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry found himself daydreaming about Hogwarts more and more as the end of the holidays approached; he could not wait to see Hagrid again, to play Quidditch, even to stroll across the vegetable patches to the Herbology greenhouses; it would be a treat just to leave this dusty, musty house, where... | Harry found himself daydreaming about Hogwarts more and more as the end of the holidays approached; he could not wait to see Hagrid again, to play Quidditch, even to stroll across the vegetable patches to the Herbology greenhouses; it would be a treat just to leave this dusty, musty house, where half of the cupboards w... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Crack. Fred and George Apparated right beside Harry. He was so used to them doing this by now that he didn't even fall off his chair. 'We were just wondering who set the Slinkhard book,' said Fred conversationally</s> [INST] | Crack. Fred and George Apparated right beside Harry. He was so used to them doing this by now that he didn't even fall off his chair. 'We were just wondering who set the Slinkhard book,' said Fred conversationally</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Because it means Dumbledore's found a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher,' said George. 'And about time too,' said Fred. 'What d'you mean?' Harry asked, jumping down beside them. Well, we overheard Mum and Dad talking on the Extendable Ears a few weeks back,' Fred told Harry,... | 'Because it means Dumbledore's found a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher,' said George. 'And about time too,' said Fred. 'What d'you mean?' Harry asked, jumping down beside them. Well, we overheard Mum and Dad talking on the Extendable Ears a few weeks back,' Fred told Harry, 'and from what they wer... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Not surprising, is it, when you look at what's happened to the last four?' said George. 'One sacked, one dead, one's memory removed and one locked in a trunk for nine months,' said Harry, counting them off on his fingers. Harry looked round. Fred's mouth fell open, too. 'Prefect?' h... | 'Not surprising, is it, when you look at what's happened to the last four?' said George. 'One sacked, one dead, one's memory removed and one locked in a trunk for nine months,' said Harry, counting them off on his fingers. Harry looked round. Fred's mouth fell open, too. 'Prefect?' he said, staring incredul... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> She spotted the badge in Harry's hand and let out a shriek. 'I knew it!' she said excitedly, brandishing her letter. 'But... are you sure? 'It's my name on the letter,' he said. 'I.. 'I... well... wow! That's really - '</s> [INST] | She spotted the badge in Harry's hand and let out a shriek. 'I knew it!' she said excitedly, brandishing her letter. 'But... are you sure? 'It's my name on the letter,' he said. 'I.. 'I... well... wow! That's really - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Unexpected,' said George, nodding..... he's really...'</s> [INST] | 'Unexpected,' said George, nodding..... he's really...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> The door behind her opened a little wider and Mrs Weasley bucked into the room carrying a pile of freshly laundered robes. 'Ginny said the booklists had come at last,' she said, glancing around at all the envelopes as she made her way over to the bed and started sorting the robes into two pi... | The door behind her opened a little wider and Mrs Weasley bucked into the room carrying a pile of freshly laundered robes. 'Ginny said the booklists had come at last,' she said, glancing around at all the envelopes as she made her way over to the bed and started sorting the robes into two piles. 'If you give them t... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Get him red and gold to match his badge,' said George, smirking. 'His badge,' said Fred, with the air of getting the worst over quickly. 'His lovely shiny new prefect's badge.'</s> [INST] | 'Get him red and gold to match his badge,' said George, smirking. 'His badge,' said Fred, with the air of getting the worst over quickly. 'His lovely shiny new prefect's badge.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Fred's words took a moment to penetrate Mrs Weasley's preoccupation with pyjamas. 'His... but.... 'I don't believe it! I don't believe it! A prefect! That's everyone in the family!'</s> [INST] | Fred's words took a moment to penetrate Mrs Weasley's preoccupation with pyjamas. 'His... but.... 'I don't believe it! I don't believe it! A prefect! That's everyone in the family!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'What are Fred and I, next-door neighbours?' said George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son. 'Wait until your father hears! 'Mum... don't... Mum, get a grip...' he muttered, trying to push her away. She let go of him and said breath... | 'What are Fred and I, next-door neighbours?' said George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son. 'Wait until your father hears! 'Mum... don't... Mum, get a grip...' he muttered, trying to push her away. She let go of him and said breathlessly, 'Well, what will... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'We've already bought him some,' said Fred sourly, who looked as though he sincerely regretted this generosity. 'Just - just a new one for a change,..'</s> [INST] | 'We've already bought him some,' said Fred sourly, who looked as though he sincerely regretted this generosity. 'Just - just a new one for a change,..'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Mrs Weasley hesitated, then smiled. 'Of course you can... well, I'd better get going if I've got a broom to buy too. I'll see you all later... little Ronnie, a prefect! And don't forget to pack your trunks... a prefect... Fred and George exchanged looks. 'We could curtsey, if you lik... | Mrs Weasley hesitated, then smiled. 'Of course you can... well, I'd better get going if I've got a broom to buy too. I'll see you all later... little Ronnie, a prefect! And don't forget to pack your trunks... a prefect... Fred and George exchanged looks. 'We could curtsey, if you like,' said George. 'Or... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'I'd love to see him try' sniggered George...'</s> [INST] | 'I'd love to see him try' sniggered George...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Yeah, it looks like our law-breaking days are finally over,' said Cieorge, shaking his head. And with another loud crack, the twins Disapparated. They've always said only prats become prefects... still,' he added on a happier note, 'they've never had new brooms! I wish I could go with Mum a... | 'Yeah, it looks like our law-breaking days are finally over,' said Cieorge, shaking his head. And with another loud crack, the twins Disapparated. They've always said only prats become prefects... still,' he added on a happier note, 'they've never had new brooms! I wish I could go with Mum and choose... she'll neve... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Yeah, no problem,' said Harry, still in the horrible hearty voice that did not belong to him. A few moments passed; Harry heard the door close but remained bent double, listening; the only sounds he could hear were the blank picture on the wall sniggering again and the wastepaper basket in the ... | 'Yeah, no problem,' said Harry, still in the horrible hearty voice that did not belong to him. A few moments passed; Harry heard the door close but remained bent double, listening; the only sounds he could hear were the blank picture on the wall sniggering again and the wastepaper basket in the corner coughing up the o... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s>ing what...'</s> [INST] | ing what...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry gave a small snort of laughter. A second later he felt sickened with himself. 'Just caught her!' he said happily. 'She says she'll get the Cleansweep if she can.'</s> [INST] | Harry gave a small snort of laughter. A second later he felt sickened with himself. 'Just caught her!' he said happily. 'She says she'll get the Cleansweep if she can.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Cool,' Harry said, and he was relieved to hear that his voice had stopped sounding hearty. 'I never thought it would be me!' he said, shaking his head. 'I thought it would be you!'</s> [INST] | 'Cool,' Harry said, and he was relieved to hear that his voice had stopped sounding hearty. 'I never thought it would be me!' he said, shaking his head. 'I thought it would be you!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Nah, I've caused too much trouble,' Harry said, echoing Fred... well, we'd better get our trunks packed, hadn't we?'</s> [INST] | 'Nah, I've caused too much trouble,' Harry said, echoing Fred... well, we'd better get our trunks packed, hadn't we?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> It was odd how widely their possessions seemed to have scattered themselves since they had arrived. It took them most of the afternoon to retrieve their books and belongings from all over the house and stow them back inside their school trunks. Only when Fred and George dropped in and offered to... | It was odd how widely their possessions seemed to have scattered themselves since they had arrived. It took them most of the afternoon to retrieve their books and belongings from all over the house and stow them back inside their school trunks. Only when Fred and George dropped in and offered to attach it to his forehe... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> there and Mad-Eye Moody stumped in shortly after Harry had got himself a Butterbeer. 'Oh, Alastor, I am glad you're here,' said Mrs Weasley brightly, as Mad-Eye shrugged off his travelling cloak. 'We've been wanting to ask you for ages - could you have a look in the writing desk in the drawi... | there and Mad-Eye Moody stumped in shortly after Harry had got himself a Butterbeer. 'Oh, Alastor, I am glad you're here,' said Mrs Weasley brightly, as Mad-Eye shrugged off his travelling cloak. 'We've been wanting to ask you for ages - could you have a look in the writing desk in the drawing room and tell us what... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'No problem, Molly...'</s> [INST] | 'No problem, Molly...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Moody's electric-blue eye swivelled upwards and stared fixedly through the ceiling of the kitchen. Drawing room...' he growled, as the pupil contracted. 'Desk in the corner? Yeah, I see it... yeah, it's a Boggart... want me to go up and get rid of it, Molly?'</s> [INST] | Moody's electric-blue eye swivelled upwards and stared fixedly through the ceiling of the kitchen. Drawing room...' he growled, as the pupil contracted. 'Desk in the corner? Yeah, I see it... yeah, it's a Boggart... want me to go up and get rid of it, Molly?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> No, no, I'll do it myself later,' beamed Mrs Weasley, 'you have your drink. We're having a little bit of a celebration, actually...' She gestured at the scarlet banner. Harry had the very uncomfortable feeling it was looking at him and moved away towards Sirius and Lupin.. Mrs Weasley was in suc... | No, no, I'll do it myself later,' beamed Mrs Weasley, 'you have your drink. We're having a little bit of a celebration, actually...' She gestured at the scarlet banner. Harry had the very uncomfortable feeling it was looking at him and moved away towards Sirius and Lupin.. Mrs Weasley was in such a good mood she did no... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Like what?' said Ginny, who was choosing a baked potato. 'Like the ability to behave myself,' said Tonks. Sirius, who was right beside Harry, let out his usual bark-like laugh. 'No one would have made me a prefect, I spent too much time in detention with James. Lupin was the good bo... | 'Like what?' said Ginny, who was choosing a baked potato. 'Like the ability to behave myself,' said Tonks. Sirius, who was right beside Harry, let out his usual bark-like laugh. 'No one would have made me a prefect, I spent too much time in detention with James. Lupin was the good boy, he got the badge.'</s... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'I think Dumbledore might have hoped I would be able to exercise some control over my best friends,' said Lupin. 'I need scarcely say that I failed dismally.'</s> [INST] | 'I think Dumbledore might have hoped I would be able to exercise some control over my best friends,' said Lupin. 'I need scarcely say that I failed dismally.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry's mood suddenly lifted. His father had not been a prefect either. All at once the party seemed much more enjoyable; he loaded up his plate, feeling doubly fond of everyone in the room. '... nought to seventy in ten seconds, not bad, is it? 'I mean, it's the same kind of nonsense as... | Harry's mood suddenly lifted. His father had not been a prefect either. All at once the party seemed much more enjoyable; he loaded up his plate, feeling doubly fond of everyone in the room. '... nought to seventy in ten seconds, not bad, is it? 'I mean, it's the same kind of nonsense as werewolf segregation, i... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Mrs Weasley and Bill were having their usual argument about Bill's hair. '... getting really out of hand, and you're so good-looking, it would look much better shorter, wouldn't it, Harry?'</s> [INST] | Mrs Weasley and Bill were having their usual argument about Bill's hair. '... getting really out of hand, and you're so good-looking, it would look much better shorter, wouldn't it, Harry?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Oh - I dunno -'said Harry, slightly alarmed at being asked his opinion; he slid away from them in the direction of Fred and George, who were huddled in a corner with Mundungus. Mundungus stopped talking when he saw Harry, but Fred winked and beckoned Harry closer. 'It's OK,' he told Mund... | Oh - I dunno -'said Harry, slightly alarmed at being asked his opinion; he slid away from them in the direction of Fred and George, who were huddled in a corner with Mundungus. Mundungus stopped talking when he saw Harry, but Fred winked and beckoned Harry closer. 'It's OK,' he told Mundungus, 'we can trust Har... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Look what Dung's got us,' said George, holding out his hand to Harry. It was full of what looked like shrivelled black pods. A faint rattling noise was coming from them, even though they were completely stationary. 'Venomous Tentacula seeds,' said George. 'We need them for the Skiving Snack... | 'Look what Dung's got us,' said George, holding out his hand to Harry. It was full of what looked like shrivelled black pods. A faint rattling noise was coming from them, even though they were completely stationary. 'Venomous Tentacula seeds,' said George. 'We need them for the Skiving Snackboxes but they're a Clas... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Ten Galleons the lot, then, Dung?' said Fred. 'Wiv all the trouble I went to to get 'em?' said Mundungus, his saggy, bloodshot eyes stretching even wider. 'I'm sorry, lads, but I'm not taking a Knut under twenty.'</s> [INST] | 'Ten Galleons the lot, then, Dung?' said Fred. 'Wiv all the trouble I went to to get 'em?' said Mundungus, his saggy, bloodshot eyes stretching even wider. 'I'm sorry, lads, but I'm not taking a Knut under twenty.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Dung likes his little joke,' Fred said to Harry. 'Yeah, his best one so far has been six Sickles for a bag of Knarl quills,' said George. 'Be careful,' Harry warned them quietly. 'What?' said Fred. Mundungus looked nervously over his shoulder. 'Good point, that,' he grunted.... | 'Dung likes his little joke,' Fred said to Harry. 'Yeah, his best one so far has been six Sickles for a bag of Knarl quills,' said George. 'Be careful,' Harry warned them quietly. 'What?' said Fred. Mundungus looked nervously over his shoulder. 'Good point, that,' he grunted. 'All right, lads, ten i... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Cheers, Harry!' said Fred delightedly, when Mundungus had emptied his pockets into the twins' outstretched hands and scuttled off towards the food. 'We'd better get these upstairs...'</s> [INST] | 'Cheers, Harry!' said Fred delightedly, when Mundungus had emptied his pockets into the twins' outstretched hands and scuttled off towards the food. 'We'd better get these upstairs...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry watched them go, feeling slightly uneasy. It had just occurred to him that Mr and Mrs Weasley would want to know how Fred and George were financing their joke shop business when, as was inevitable, they finally found out about it. Giving the twins his Triwizard winnings had seemed a simple... | Harry watched them go, feeling slightly uneasy. It had just occurred to him that Mr and Mrs Weasley would want to know how Fred and George were financing their joke shop business when, as was inevitable, they finally found out about it. Giving the twins his Triwizard winnings had seemed a simple thing to do at the time... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry did not look round; he did not want Lupin or Kingsley to know he had heard. Though not remotely hungry, he followed Mundungus back towards the table. His pleasure in the party had evaporated as quickly as it had come; he wished he were upstairs in bed. Mad-Eye Moody was sniffing at a c... | Harry did not look round; he did not want Lupin or Kingsley to know he had heard. Though not remotely hungry, he followed Mundungus back towards the table. His pleasure in the party had evaporated as quickly as it had come; he wished he were upstairs in bed. Mad-Eye Moody was sniffing at a chicken-leg with what rem... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> She left the kitchen. Harry set down his plate and wondered whether he could follow her without attracting attention. 'You all right, Potter?' grunted Moody. 'Yeah, fine,' lied Harry. Moody took a swig from his hipflask, his electric-blue eye staring sideways at Harry. 'Come here... | She left the kitchen. Harry set down his plate and wondered whether he could follow her without attracting attention. 'You all right, Potter?' grunted Moody. 'Yeah, fine,' lied Harry. Moody took a swig from his hipflask, his electric-blue eye staring sideways at Harry. 'Come here, I've got something tha... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry took the photograph. A small crowd of people, some waving at him, others lifting their glasses, looked back up at him. 'There's me,' said Moody, unnecessarily pointing at himself. The Moody in the picture was unmistakeable, though his hair was slightly less grey and his nose was intact... | Harry took the photograph. A small crowd of people, some waving at him, others lifting their glasses, looked back up at him. 'There's me,' said Moody, unnecessarily pointing at himself. The Moody in the picture was unmistakeable, though his hair was slightly less grey and his nose was intact. 'And there's Dumbledor... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry's stomach, already uncomfortable, clenched as he looked at Alice Longbottom; he knew her round, friendly face very well, even though he had never met her, because she was the image of her son, Neville. '- poor devils,' growled Moody. 'Better dead than what happened to them... and that's... | Harry's stomach, already uncomfortable, clenched as he looked at Alice Longbottom; he knew her round, friendly face very well, even though he had never met her, because she was the image of her son, Neville. '- poor devils,' growled Moody. 'Better dead than what happened to them... and that's Emmeline Vance, you've ... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> The little people in the photograph jostled among themselves and those hidden right at the back appeared at the forefront of the picture. That's Dumbledore's brother Aberforth, only time I ever met him, strange bloke... that's Dorcas Meadowes, Voldemort killed her personally... Sirius, when ... | The little people in the photograph jostled among themselves and those hidden right at the back appeared at the forefront of the picture. That's Dumbledore's brother Aberforth, only time I ever met him, strange bloke... that's Dorcas Meadowes, Voldemort killed her personally... Sirius, when he still had short hair.... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry's heart turned over. His mother and father were beaming up at him, sitting on either side of a small, watery-eyed man whom Harry recognised at once as Wormtail, the one who had betrayed his parents' whereabouts to Voldemort and so helped to bring about their deaths. 'Eh?' said Moody. ... | Harry's heart turned over. His mother and father were beaming up at him, sitting on either side of a small, watery-eyed man whom Harry recognised at once as Wormtail, the one who had betrayed his parents' whereabouts to Voldemort and so helped to bring about their deaths. 'Eh?' said Moody. Harry looked up into ... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> He was spared the trouble of inventing an object he had not packed. Sirius had just said, 'What's that you've got there, Mad-Eye?' and Moody had turned towards him. Harry crossed the kitchen, slipped through the door and up the stairs before anyone could call him back. He did not know why it... | He was spared the trouble of inventing an object he had not packed. Sirius had just said, 'What's that you've got there, Mad-Eye?' and Moody had turned towards him. Harry crossed the kitchen, slipped through the door and up the stairs before anyone could call him back. He did not know why it had been such a shock; ... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Crack. Dead twins. Crack. Dead Percy. Crack. Dead Harry... 'Mrs Weasley, just get out of here!' shouted Harry, staring down at his own dead body on the floor. 'Let someone else - '</s> [INST] | Crack. Dead twins. Crack. Dead Percy. Crack. Dead Harry... 'Mrs Weasley, just get out of here!' shouted Harry, staring down at his own dead body on the floor. 'Let someone else - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'What's going on?'</s> [INST] | 'What's going on?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Lupin had come running into the room, closely followed by Sirius, with Moody stumping along behind them. Lupin looked from Mrs Weasley to the dead Harry on the floor and seemed to understand in an instant. Pulling out his own wand, he said, very firmly and clearly:</s> [INST] | Lupin had come running into the room, closely followed by Sirius, with Moody stumping along behind them. Lupin looked from Mrs Weasley to the dead Harry on the floor and seemed to understand in an instant. Pulling out his own wand, he said, very firmly and clearly:</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Riddikulus!'</s> [INST] | 'Riddikulus!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Harry's body vanished. A silvery orb hung in the air over the spot where it had lain. Lupin waved his wand once more and the orb vanished in a puff of smoke. 'Oh - oh - oh!' gulped Mrs Weasley, and she broke into a storm of crying, her face in her hands. 'Molly' said Lupin bleakly, walki... | Harry's body vanished. A silvery orb hung in the air over the spot where it had lain. Lupin waved his wand once more and the orb vanished in a puff of smoke. 'Oh - oh - oh!' gulped Mrs Weasley, and she broke into a storm of crying, her face in her hands. 'Molly' said Lupin bleakly, walking over to her. 'Molly d... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Next second, she was sobbing her heart out on Lupin's shoulder. 'Molly it was just a Boggart,' he said soothingly, patting her on the head. 'Just a stupid Boggart.,.'</s> [INST] | Next second, she was sobbing her heart out on Lupin's shoulder. 'Molly it was just a Boggart,' he said soothingly, patting her on the head. 'Just a stupid Boggart.,.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'I see them d - d - dead all the time!' Mrs Weasley moaned into his shoulder. 'All the t - t - time! I d - d - dream about it...'</s> [INST] | 'I see them d - d - dead all the time!' Mrs Weasley moaned into his shoulder. 'All the t - t - time! I d - d - dream about it...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Sirius was staring at the patch of carpet where the Boggart, pretending to be Harry's body, had lain. Moody was looking at Harry, who avoided his gaze. He had a funny feeling Moody's magical eye had followed him all the way out of the kitchen. 'D - d - don't tell Arthur,' Mrs Weasley was gul... | Sirius was staring at the patch of carpet where the Boggart, pretending to be Harry's body, had lain. Moody was looking at Harry, who avoided his gaze. He had a funny feeling Moody's magical eye had followed him all the way out of the kitchen. 'D - d - don't tell Arthur,' Mrs Weasley was gulping now, mopping her ey... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Lupin handed her a handkerchief and she blew her nose. 'Harry, I'm so sorry. What must you think of me?' she said shakily. 'Not even able to get rid of a Boggart...'</s> [INST] | Lupin handed her a handkerchief and she blew her nose. 'Harry, I'm so sorry. What must you think of me?' she said shakily. 'Not even able to get rid of a Boggart...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> 'Don't be stupid,' said Harry, trying to smile. 'I'm just s - s - so worried,' she said, tears spilling out of her eyes again. 'Half the f - f - family's in the Order, it'll b - b - be a miracle if we all come through this... and P - P - Percy's not talking to us... what if something d-d - d... | 'Don't be stupid,' said Harry, trying to smile. 'I'm just s - s - so worried,' she said, tears spilling out of her eyes again. 'Half the f - f - family's in the Order, it'll b - b - be a miracle if we all come through this... and P - P - Percy's not talking to us... what if something d-d - dreadful happens and we'v... |
[INST] <Chapter 10> <s> Mrs Weasley gave a little squeak of fright at the sound of the name. 'Oh, Molly, come on, it's about time you got used to hearing his name - look, I can't promise no one's going to get hurt, nobody can promise that, but we're much better off than we were last time. You weren't in the Order t... | Mrs Weasley gave a little squeak of fright at the sound of the name. 'Oh, Molly, come on, it's about time you got used to hearing his name - look, I can't promise no one's going to get hurt, nobody can promise that, but we're much better off than we were last time. You weren't in the Order then, you don't understan... |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> Luna Lovegood</s> [INST] | Luna Lovegood</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> Harry had a troubled nights sleep. '... better hurry up, Mums going ballistic, she says we're going to miss the train...'</s> [INST] | Harry had a troubled nights sleep. '... better hurry up, Mums going ballistic, she says we're going to miss the train...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> There was a lot of commotion in the house. From what he heard as he dressed at top speed, Harry gathered that Fred and George had bewitched their trunks to fly downstairs to save the bother of carrying them, with the result that they had hurtled straight into Ginny and knocked her down two fligh... | There was a lot of commotion in the house. From what he heard as he dressed at top speed, Harry gathered that Fred and George had bewitched their trunks to fly downstairs to save the bother of carrying them, with the result that they had hurtled straight into Ginny and knocked her down two flights of stairs into the ha... |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> 'Nearly. Is Ginny all right?' Harry asked, shoving on his glasses. 'But now Mad-Eye's complaining that we can't leave unless Sturgis Podmore's here, otherwise the guard will be one short.'</s> [INST] | 'Nearly. Is Ginny all right?' Harry asked, shoving on his glasses. 'But now Mad-Eye's complaining that we can't leave unless Sturgis Podmore's here, otherwise the guard will be one short.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> 'Guard?' said Harry. 'Why?' said Harry irritably.. Mrs Black's portrait was howling with rage but nobody was bothering to close the curtains over her; all the noise in the hall was bound to rouse her again, anyway. 'Harry, you're to come with me and Tonks,' shouted Mrs Weasley over t... | 'Guard?' said Harry. 'Why?' said Harry irritably.. Mrs Black's portrait was howling with rage but nobody was bothering to close the curtains over her; all the noise in the hall was bound to rouse her again, anyway. 'Harry, you're to come with me and Tonks,' shouted Mrs Weasley over the repeated screeches of... |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> A bear-like black dog had appeared at Harry's side as he was clambering over the various trunks cluttering the hall to get to Mrs Weasley. 'Oh honestly...' said Mrs Weasley despairingly. 'Well, on your own head be it!'</s> [INST] | A bear-like black dog had appeared at Harry's side as he was clambering over the various trunks cluttering the hall to get to Mrs Weasley. 'Oh honestly...' said Mrs Weasley despairingly. 'Well, on your own head be it!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> She wrenched open the front door and stepped out into the weak September sunlight. Harry and the dog followed her. The door slammed behind them and Mrs Black's screeches were cut off instantly. 'Where's Tonks?' Harry said, looking round as they went down the stone steps of number twelve, whi... | She wrenched open the front door and stepped out into the weak September sunlight. Harry and the dog followed her. The door slammed behind them and Mrs Black's screeches were cut off instantly. 'Where's Tonks?' Harry said, looking round as they went down the stone steps of number twelve, which vanished the moment t... |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> But the great black dog gave a joyful bark and gambolled around them, snapping at pigeons and chasing its own tail. Harry couldn't help laughing. Sirius had been trapped inside for a very long time. Mrs Weasley pursed her lips in an almost Aunt Petunia-ish way. It took them twenty minutes to... | But the great black dog gave a joyful bark and gambolled around them, snapping at pigeons and chasing its own tail. Harry couldn't help laughing. Sirius had been trapped inside for a very long time. Mrs Weasley pursed her lips in an almost Aunt Petunia-ish way. It took them twenty minutes to reach King's Cross on f... |
[INST] <Chapter 11> <s> A porter's cap pulled low over his mismatched eyes, Moody came limping through the archway pushing a trolley loaded with their trunks. 'All OK,' he muttered to Mrs Weasley and Tonks, 'don't think we were followed.. They had almost unloaded Moody's luggage trolley when Fred, George and Ginny ... | A porter's cap pulled low over his mismatched eyes, Moody came limping through the archway pushing a trolley loaded with their trunks. 'All OK,' he muttered to Mrs Weasley and Tonks, 'don't think we were followed.. They had almost unloaded Moody's luggage trolley when Fred, George and Ginny turned up with Lupin. ... |
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