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[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> And though the fighting then died out</s> [INST] | And though the fighting then died out</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> He left us quite downhearted. And never since the founders four</s> [INST] | He left us quite downhearted. And never since the founders four</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Were whittled down to three</s> [INST] | Were whittled down to three</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Have the houses been united</s> [INST] | Have the houses been united</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> As they once were meant to be. And now the Sorting Hat is here</s> [INST] | As they once were meant to be. And now the Sorting Hat is here</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> And you all know the score:</s> [INST] | And you all know the score:</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> I sort you into houses</s> [INST] | I sort you into houses</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Because that is what I'm for,</s> [INST] | Because that is what I'm for,</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> But this year I'll go further,</s> [INST] | But this year I'll go further,</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Listen closely to my song:</s> [INST] | Listen closely to my song:</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Though condemned I am to split you</s> [INST] | Though condemned I am to split you</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Still I worry that it's wrong,</s> [INST] | Still I worry that it's wrong,</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Though I must fulfil my duty</s> [INST] | Though I must fulfil my duty</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> And must quarter every year</s> [INST] | And must quarter every year</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Still I wonder whether Sorting</s> [INST] | Still I wonder whether Sorting</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> May not bring the end I fear. Oh, know the perils, read the signs,</s> [INST] | May not bring the end I fear. Oh, know the perils, read the signs,</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> The warning history shows,</s> [INST] | The warning history shows,</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> For our Hogwarts is in danger</s> [INST] | For our Hogwarts is in danger</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> From external, deadly foes</s> [INST] | From external, deadly foes</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> And we must unite inside her</s> [INST] | And we must unite inside her</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Or we'll crumble from within</s> [INST] | Or we'll crumble from within</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> I have told you, I have warned you... Let the Sorting now begin. The Hat became motionless once more; applause broke out, though it was punctured, for the first time in Harry's memory, with muttering and whispers. All across the Great Hall students were exchanging remarks with their neighbours, ... | I have told you, I have warned you... Let the Sorting now begin. The Hat became motionless once more; applause broke out, though it was punctured, for the first time in Harry's memory, with muttering and whispers. All across the Great Hall students were exchanging remarks with their neighbours, and Harry, clapping alon... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> But Professor McGonagall, who was waiting to read out the list of first-years' names, was giving the whispering students the sort of look that scorches. Nearly Headless Nick placed a see-through finger to his lips and sat primly upright again as the muttering came to an abrupt end. With a last f... | But Professor McGonagall, who was waiting to read out the list of first-years' names, was giving the whispering students the sort of look that scorches. Nearly Headless Nick placed a see-through finger to his lips and sat primly upright again as the muttering came to an abrupt end. With a last frowning look that swept ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> The terrified-looking boy Harry had noticed earlier stumbled forwards and put the Hat on his head; it was only prevented from falling right down to his shoulders by his very prominent ears. The Hat considered for a moment, then the rip near the brim opened again and shouted:</s> [INST] | The terrified-looking boy Harry had noticed earlier stumbled forwards and put the Hat on his head; it was only prevented from falling right down to his shoulders by his very prominent ears. The Hat considered for a moment, then the rip near the brim opened again and shouted:</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Gryffindor!'</s> [INST] | 'Gryffindor!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Harry clapped loudly with the rest of Gryffindor house as Euan Abercrombie staggered to their table and sat down, looking as though he would like very much to sink through the floor and never be looked at again. Slowly, the long line of first-years thinned. Finally, 'Zeller, Rose' was Sorted... | Harry clapped loudly with the rest of Gryffindor house as Euan Abercrombie staggered to their table and sat down, looking as though he would like very much to sink through the floor and never be looked at again. Slowly, the long line of first-years thinned. Finally, 'Zeller, Rose' was Sorted into Hufflepuff, and Pr... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> There was an appreciative laugh and an outbreak of applause as Dumbledore sat down neatly and threw his long beard over his shoulder so as to keep it out of the way of his plate - for food had appeared out of nowhere, so that the five long tables were groaning under joints and pies and dishes of... | There was an appreciative laugh and an outbreak of applause as Dumbledore sat down neatly and threw his long beard over his shoulder so as to keep it out of the way of his plate - for food had appeared out of nowhere, so that the five long tables were groaning under joints and pies and dishes of vegetables, bread and s... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'And it wants all the houses to be friends?' said Harry, looking over at the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy was holding court. 'Fat chance.'</s> [INST] | 'And it wants all the houses to be friends?' said Harry, looking over at the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy was holding court. 'Fat chance.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Well, now, you shouldn't take that attitude,' said Nick reprovingly. 'Peaceful co-operation, that's the key. We ghosts, though we belong to separate houses, maintain links of friendship. Nearly Headless Nick looked highly affronted. Terrified? I hope I, Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington,... | 'Well, now, you shouldn't take that attitude,' said Nick reprovingly. 'Peaceful co-operation, that's the key. We ghosts, though we belong to separate houses, maintain links of friendship. Nearly Headless Nick looked highly affronted. Terrified? I hope I, Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington, have never been guilty ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'It's a figure of speech!' said Nearly Headless Nick, now so annoyed his head was trembling ominously on his partially severed neck. 'I assume I am still allowed to enjoy the use of whichever words I like, even if the pleasures of eating and drinking are denied me! Rising into the air, he straig... | 'It's a figure of speech!' said Nearly Headless Nick, now so annoyed his head was trembling ominously on his partially severed neck. 'I assume I am still allowed to enjoy the use of whichever words I like, even if the pleasures of eating and drinking are denied me! Rising into the air, he straightened his feathered hat... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> He broke off, looking enquiringly at Professor Umbridge. As she was not much taller standing than sitting, there was a moment when nobody understood why Dumbledore had stopped talking, but then Professor Umbridge cleared her throat, 'Hem, hem,' and it became clear that she had got to her feet an... | He broke off, looking enquiringly at Professor Umbridge. As she was not much taller standing than sitting, there was a moment when nobody understood why Dumbledore had stopped talking, but then Professor Umbridge cleared her throat, 'Hem, hem,' and it became clear that she had got to her feet and was intending to make ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Her voice was high-pitched, breathy and little-girlish and, again, Harry felt a powerful rush of dislike that he could not explain to himself; all he knew was that he loathed everything about her, from her stupid voice to her fluffy pink cardigan. She gave another little throat-clearing cough ('... | Her voice was high-pitched, breathy and little-girlish and, again, Harry felt a powerful rush of dislike that he could not explain to himself; all he knew was that he loathed everything about her, from her stupid voice to her fluffy pink cardigan. She gave another little throat-clearing cough ('hem, hem') and continued... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Harry glanced around. None of the faces he could see looked happy. On the contrary, they all looked rather taken-aback at being addressed as though they were five years old. 'I am very much looking forward to getting to know you all and I'm sure we'll be very good friends!'</s> [INST] | Harry glanced around. None of the faces he could see looked happy. On the contrary, they all looked rather taken-aback at being addressed as though they were five years old. 'I am very much looking forward to getting to know you all and I'm sure we'll be very good friends!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Students exchanged looks at this; some of them were barely concealing grins. 'I'll be her friend as long as I don't have to borrow that cardigan,' Parvati whispered to Lavender, and both of them lapsed into silent giggles. Professor Umbridge cleared her throat again ('hem, hem'), but whe... | Students exchanged looks at this; some of them were barely concealing grins. 'I'll be her friend as long as I don't have to borrow that cardigan,' Parvati whispered to Lavender, and both of them lapsed into silent giggles. Professor Umbridge cleared her throat again ('hem, hem'), but when she continued, some of... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Professor Umbridge paused here and made a little bow to her fellow staff members, none of whom bowed back to her. Professor McGonagall's dark eyebrows had contracted so that she looked positively hawklike, and Harry distinctly saw her exchange a significant glance with Professor Sprout as Umbrid... | Professor Umbridge paused here and made a little bow to her fellow staff members, none of whom bowed back to her. Professor McGonagall's dark eyebrows had contracted so that she looked positively hawklike, and Harry distinctly saw her exchange a significant glance with Professor Sprout as Umbridge gave another little '... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Harry found his attentiveness ebbing, as though his brain was slipping in and out of tune. The quiet that always filled the Hall when Dumbledore was speaking was breaking up as students put t heir heads together, whispering and giggling. Over on the Ravenclaw table Cho Chang was chatting animate... | Harry found his attentiveness ebbing, as though his brain was slipping in and out of tune. The quiet that always filled the Hall when Dumbledore was speaking was breaking up as students put t heir heads together, whispering and giggling. Over on the Ravenclaw table Cho Chang was chatting animatedly with her friends. A ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> She sat down. Dumbledore clapped. The staff followed his lead, though Harry noticed that several of them brought their hands together only once or twice before stopping. A few students joined in, but most had been taken unawares by the end of the speech, not having listened to more than a few wo... | She sat down. Dumbledore clapped. The staff followed his lead, though Harry noticed that several of them brought their hands together only once or twice before stopping. A few students joined in, but most had been taken unawares by the end of the speech, not having listened to more than a few words of it, and before th... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Did it?' said Harry in surprise. 'How about: "progress for progress's sake must be discouraged"? 'It means the Ministry's interfering at Hogwarts.'</s> [INST] | 'Did it?' said Harry in surprise. 'How about: "progress for progress's sake must be discouraged"? 'It means the Ministry's interfering at Hogwarts.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> There was a great clattering and banging all around them; Dumbledore had obviously just dismissed the school, because everyone was standing up ready to leave the Hall. 'Hey - hey, you lot!..'</s> [INST] | There was a great clattering and banging all around them; Dumbledore had obviously just dismissed the school, because everyone was standing up ready to leave the Hall. 'Hey - hey, you lot!..'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'I know, but you can't call them midgets! 'This way, please!'</s> [INST] | 'I know, but you can't call them midgets! 'This way, please!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> A group of new students walked shyly up the gap between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables, all of them trying hard not to lead the group. They did indeed seem very small; Harry was sure he had not appeared that young when he had arrived here. He grinned at them. A blond boy next to Euan Aberc... | A group of new students walked shyly up the gap between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables, all of them trying hard not to lead the group. They did indeed seem very small; Harry was sure he had not appeared that young when he had arrived here. He grinned at them. A blond boy next to Euan Abercrombie looked petrified;... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Correct,' said the Fat Lady, and her portrait swung open towards them like a door, revealing a circular hole in the wall behind, through which Harry and Neville now climbed. The Gryffindor common room looked as welcoming as ever, a cosy circular tower room full of dilapidated squashy armcha... | 'Correct,' said the Fat Lady, and her portrait swung open towards them like a door, revealing a circular hole in the wall behind, through which Harry and Neville now climbed. The Gryffindor common room looked as welcoming as ever, a cosy circular tower room full of dilapidated squashy armchairs and rickety old tabl... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Not bad,' muttered Harry, as a true account of his holiday would have taken most of the night to relate and he could not face it. 'You?'</s> [INST] | 'Not bad,' muttered Harry, as a true account of his holiday would have taken most of the night to relate and he could not face it. 'You?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Yeah, it was OK,' chuckled Dean. 'Better than Seamus's, anyway, he was just telling me.'</s> [INST] | 'Yeah, it was OK,' chuckled Dean. 'Better than Seamus's, anyway, he was just telling me.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Why, what happened, Seamus?' Neville asked as he placed his Mimbuius mimbletonia tenderly on his bedside cabinet. Seamus did not answer immediately; he was making rather a meal of ensuring that his poster of the Kenmare Kestrels Quidditch team was quite straight. Then he said, with his back... | 'Why, what happened, Seamus?' Neville asked as he placed his Mimbuius mimbletonia tenderly on his bedside cabinet. Seamus did not answer immediately; he was making rather a meal of ensuring that his poster of the Kenmare Kestrels Quidditch team was quite straight. Then he said, with his back still turned to Harry, ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'What?' said Harry, pausing in the act of pulling off his robes. 'She didn't want me to come back to Hogwarts.'</s> [INST] | 'What?' said Harry, pausing in the act of pulling off his robes. 'She didn't want me to come back to Hogwarts.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Seamus turned away from his poster and pulled his own pyjamas out of his trunk, still not looking at Harry. 'But - why?' said Harry, astonished. He knew that Seamus's mother was a witch and could not understand, therefore, why she should have come over so Dursleyish. Seamus did not answe... | Seamus turned away from his poster and pulled his own pyjamas out of his trunk, still not looking at Harry. 'But - why?' said Harry, astonished. He knew that Seamus's mother was a witch and could not understand, therefore, why she should have come over so Dursleyish. Seamus did not answer until he had finished ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> What d'you mean?' said Harry quickly. His heart was beating rather fast. He felt vaguely as though something was closing in on him. Well,' said Seamus again, still avoiding Harry's eye, she... er... well, it's not just you, it's Dumbledore, too...'</s> [INST] | What d'you mean?' said Harry quickly. His heart was beating rather fast. He felt vaguely as though something was closing in on him. Well,' said Seamus again, still avoiding Harry's eye, she... er... well, it's not just you, it's Dumbledore, too...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'She believes the Daily Prophet?' said Harry. 'She thinks I'm a liar and Dumbledore's an old fool?'</s> [INST] | 'She believes the Daily Prophet?' said Harry. 'She thinks I'm a liar and Dumbledore's an old fool?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Seamus looked up at him. 'Yeah, something like that.'</s> [INST] | Seamus looked up at him. 'Yeah, something like that.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Harry said nothing. He threw his wand down on to his bedside table, pulled off his robes, stuffed them angrily into his trunk and pulled on his pyjamas. He was sick of it: sick of being the person who is stared at and talked about all the time. If any of them knew, if any of them had the faintes... | Harry said nothing. He threw his wand down on to his bedside table, pulled off his robes, stuffed them angrily into his trunk and pulled on his pyjamas. He was sick of it: sick of being the person who is stared at and talked about all the time. If any of them knew, if any of them had the faintest idea what it felt like... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Seamus sounded nervous and eager at the same time. Dean, who had been bending over his trunk trying to retrieve a slipper, went oddly still and Harry knew he was listening hard. 'What are you asking me for?' Harry retorted. 'Just read the Daily Prophet like your mother, why don't you? That'l... | Seamus sounded nervous and eager at the same time. Dean, who had been bending over his trunk trying to retrieve a slipper, went oddly still and Harry knew he was listening hard. 'What are you asking me for?' Harry retorted. 'Just read the Daily Prophet like your mother, why don't you? That'll tell you all you need ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'Don't you have a go at my mother,' Seamus snapped. 'I'll have a go at anyone who calls me a liar,' said Harry. 'Don't talk to me like that!'</s> [INST] | 'Don't you have a go at my mother,' Seamus snapped. 'I'll have a go at anyone who calls me a liar,' said Harry. 'Don't talk to me like that!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'I'll talk to you how I want,' said Harry, his temper rising so fast he snatched his wand back from his bedside table. 'If you've got a problem sharing a dormitory with me, go and ask McGonagall if you can be moved... His wide eyes travelled from Harry, who was kneeling on his bed with his wand ... | 'I'll talk to you how I want,' said Harry, his temper rising so fast he snatched his wand back from his bedside table. 'If you've got a problem sharing a dormitory with me, go and ask McGonagall if you can be moved... His wide eyes travelled from Harry, who was kneeling on his bed with his wand pointing at Seamus, to S... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'That's before she started believing every word the stinking Daily Prophet writes about me!' said Harry at the top of his voice. 'Oh... right.'</s> [INST] | 'That's before she started believing every word the stinking Daily Prophet writes about me!' said Harry at the top of his voice. 'Oh... right.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'You know what?' said Seamus heatedly, casting Harry a venomous look. 'Then you're mad, too,' said Seamus in disgust. 'Yeah? 'So unless you want detention, watch your mouth!'</s> [INST] | 'You know what?' said Seamus heatedly, casting Harry a venomous look. 'Then you're mad, too,' said Seamus in disgust. 'Yeah? 'So unless you want detention, watch your mouth!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Seamus looked for a few seconds as though detention would be a reasonable price to pay to say what was going through his mind; but with a noise of contempt he turned on his heel, vaulted into bed and pulled the hangings shut with such violence that they were ripped from the bed and fell in a dus... | Seamus looked for a few seconds as though detention would be a reasonable price to pay to say what was going through his mind; but with a noise of contempt he turned on his heel, vaulted into bed and pulled the hangings shut with such violence that they were ripped from the bed and fell in a dusty pile to the floor. ... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'You don't know my mother, she'd weasel anything out of anyone!' Seamus snapped at him. 'Anyway, your parents don't get the Daily Prophet. They don't know our Headmaster's been sacked from the Wizengamot and the International Confederation of Wizards because he's losing his marbles - '</s> [INST... | 'You don't know my mother, she'd weasel anything out of anyone!' Seamus snapped at him. 'Anyway, your parents don't get the Daily Prophet. They don't know our Headmaster's been sacked from the Wizengamot and the International Confederation of Wizards because he's losing his marbles - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> 'My gran says that's rubbish,' piped up Neville. 'She says it's the Daily Prophet that's going downhill, not Dumbledore. She's cancelled our subscription. We believe Harry,' said Neville simply. He climbed into bed and pulled the covers up to his chin, looking owlishly over them at Seamus. 'My g... | 'My gran says that's rubbish,' piped up Neville. 'She says it's the Daily Prophet that's going downhill, not Dumbledore. She's cancelled our subscription. We believe Harry,' said Neville simply. He climbed into bed and pulled the covers up to his chin, looking owlishly over them at Seamus. 'My grans always said You-Kno... |
[INST] <Chapter 12> <s> Harry felt a rush of gratitude towards Neville. Nobody else said anything. Seamus got out his wand, repaired the bed hangings and vanished behind them. Dean got into bed, rolled over and fell silent. Neville, who appeared to have nothing more to say either, was gazing fondly at his moonlit cactu... | Harry felt a rush of gratitude towards Neville. Nobody else said anything. Seamus got out his wand, repaired the bed hangings and vanished behind them. Dean got into bed, rolled over and fell silent. Neville, who appeared to have nothing more to say either, was gazing fondly at his moonlit cactus. He fell, shaken by th... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> Professor Umbridge</s> [INST] | Professor Umbridge</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> Seamus dressed at top speed next morning and left the dormitory before Harry had even put on his socks. 'Does he think he'll turn into a nutter if he stays in a room with me too long?' asked Harry loudly as the hem of Seamus's robes wnipped out of sight. 'Don't worry about it, Harry,' De... | Seamus dressed at top speed next morning and left the dormitory before Harry had even put on his socks. 'Does he think he'll turn into a nutter if he stays in a room with me too long?' asked Harry loudly as the hem of Seamus's robes wnipped out of sight. 'Don't worry about it, Harry,' Dean muttered, hoisting hi... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> But apparently he was unable to say exactly what Seamus was, and after a slightly awkward pause followed him out of the room. How much more of this would he have to take? 'You look absolutely - Oh for heavens sake.'</s> [INST] | But apparently he was unable to say exactly what Seamus was, and after a slightly awkward pause followed him out of the room. How much more of this would he have to take? 'You look absolutely - Oh for heavens sake.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> She was staring at the common-room noticeboard, where a large new sign had been put up. GALLONS OF GALLEONS! Pocket money failing to keep pace with your outgoings? Like to earn a little extra gold? Contact Fred and George Weasley, Gryffindor common room,</s> [INST] | She was staring at the common-room noticeboard, where a large new sign had been put up. GALLONS OF GALLEONS! Pocket money failing to keep pace with your outgoings? Like to earn a little extra gold? Contact Fred and George Weasley, Gryffindor common room,</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> for simple, part-time, virtually painless jobs. 'Yes, Lavender thinks so too,' she said gloomily. 'Been having a nice little chat with her about whether or not I'm a lying, attention-seeking prat, have you?' Harry said loudly. 'I told her to keep her big fat mouth shut about you, actuall... | for simple, part-time, virtually painless jobs. 'Yes, Lavender thinks so too,' she said gloomily. 'Been having a nice little chat with her about whether or not I'm a lying, attention-seeking prat, have you?' Harry said loudly. 'I told her to keep her big fat mouth shut about you, actually. 'Sorry,' said Har... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Hi,' she said briskly, 'good summer?' And without waiting for an answer, 'Listen, I've been made Gryffindor Quidditch Captain.'</s> [INST] | 'Hi,' she said briskly, 'good summer?' And without waiting for an answer, 'Listen, I've been made Gryffindor Quidditch Captain.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Nice one,' said Harry, grinning at her; he suspected Angelina's pep talks might not be as long-winded as Oliver Wood's had been, which could only be an improvement. 'Yeah, well, we need a new Keeper now Oliver's left. Tryouts are on Friday at five o'clock and I want the whole team there, al... | 'Nice one,' said Harry, grinning at her; he suspected Angelina's pep talks might not be as long-winded as Oliver Wood's had been, which could only be an improvement. 'Yeah, well, we need a new Keeper now Oliver's left. Tryouts are on Friday at five o'clock and I want the whole team there, all right? Then we can see... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'OK,' said Harry. Angelina smiled at him and departed. 'I suppose that will make quite a difference to the team?'</s> [INST] | 'OK,' said Harry. Angelina smiled at him and departed. 'I suppose that will make quite a difference to the team?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'I s'pose,' said Harry, taking the bench opposite. 'He was a good Keeper.. With a whoosh and a clatter, hundreds of owls came soaring in through the upper windows. They descended all over the Hall, bringing letters and packages to their owners and showering the breakfasters with droplets of ... | 'I s'pose,' said Harry, taking the bench opposite. 'He was a good Keeper.. With a whoosh and a clatter, hundreds of owls came soaring in through the upper windows. They descended all over the Hall, bringing letters and packages to their owners and showering the breakfasters with droplets of water; it was clearly ra... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> Professor McGonagall was now moving along the table handing out timetables. 'History of Magic, double Potions,</s> [INST] | Professor McGonagall was now moving along the table handing out timetables. 'History of Magic, double Potions,</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> Divination and double Defence Against the Dark Arts... Binns, Snape, Trelawney and that Umbridge woman all in one day! I wish Fred and George'd hurry up and get those Skiving Snackboxes sorted..."</s> [INST] | Divination and double Defence Against the Dark Arts... Binns, Snape, Trelawney and that Umbridge woman all in one day! I wish Fred and George'd hurry up and get those Skiving Snackboxes sorted..."</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Do mine ears deceive me?' said Fred, arriving with George and squeezing on to the bench beside Harry. 'That's the worst Monday I've ever seen.'</s> [INST] | 'Do mine ears deceive me?' said Fred, arriving with George and squeezing on to the bench beside Harry. 'That's the worst Monday I've ever seen.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Fair point, little bro,' said Fred, scanning the column. 'Because you'll keep bleeding till you shrivel up, we haven't got an antidote yet,' said George, helping himself to a kipper. Fred and George sniggered. 'Fifth year's OWL year,' said George. 'So?'</s> [INST] | 'Fair point, little bro,' said Fred, scanning the column. 'Because you'll keep bleeding till you shrivel up, we haven't got an antidote yet,' said George, helping himself to a kipper. Fred and George sniggered. 'Fifth year's OWL year,' said George. 'So?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'So you've got your exams coming up, haven't you? They'll be keeping your noses so hard to that grindstone they'll be rubbed raw,' said Fred with satisfaction. 'Half our year had minor breakdowns coming up to OWLs,' said George happily. Tears and tantrums... Patricia Stimpson kept coming ove... | 'So you've got your exams coming up, haven't you? They'll be keeping your noses so hard to that grindstone they'll be rubbed raw,' said Fred with satisfaction. 'Half our year had minor breakdowns coming up to OWLs,' said George happily. Tears and tantrums... Patricia Stimpson kept coming over faint...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Kenneth Towler came out in boils, d'you remember?' said Fred remmiscently. That's 'cause you put Bulbadox powder in his pyjamas,' said George. 'Oh yeah,' said Fred, grinning. 'I'd forgotten... hard to keep track sometimes, isn't it?'</s> [INST] | 'Kenneth Towler came out in boils, d'you remember?' said Fred remmiscently. That's 'cause you put Bulbadox powder in his pyjamas,' said George. 'Oh yeah,' said Fred, grinning. 'I'd forgotten... hard to keep track sometimes, isn't it?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Anyway, it's a nightmare of a year, the fifth,' said George. 'If you care about exam results, anyway. Fred and I managed to keep our peckers up somehow.'</s> [INST] | 'Anyway, it's a nightmare of a year, the fifth,' said George. 'If you care about exam results, anyway. Fred and I managed to keep our peckers up somehow.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Yeah... 'Yep,' said Fred unconcernedly. 'But we feel our futures lie outside the world of academic achievement.'</s> [INST] | 'Yeah... 'Yep,' said Fred unconcernedly. 'But we feel our futures lie outside the world of academic achievement.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'We seriously debated whether we were going to bother coming back for our seventh year,' said George brightly, 'now that we've got-</s> [INST] | 'We seriously debated whether we were going to bother coming back for our seventh year,' said George brightly, 'now that we've got-</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> He broke off at a warning look from Harry, who knew George had been about to mention the Triwizard winnings he had given them. '- now that we've got our OWLs,' George said hastily. 'I mean, do we really need NEWTs? But we didn't think Mum could take us leaving school early not on top of Percy... | He broke off at a warning look from Harry, who knew George had been about to mention the Triwizard winnings he had given them. '- now that we've got our OWLs,' George said hastily. 'I mean, do we really need NEWTs? But we didn't think Mum could take us leaving school early not on top of Percy turning out to be the w... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> We're not going to waste our last year here, though,' said Fred, looking affectionately around at the Great Hall. 'You're going to need all the ingredients and materials - and premises too, I suppose...'</s> [INST] | We're not going to waste our last year here, though,' said Fred, looking affectionately around at the Great Hall. 'You're going to need all the ingredients and materials - and premises too, I suppose...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> Harry did not look at the twins. His face felt hot; he deliberately dropped his fork and dived down to retrieve it. C'mon, George, if we get there early we might be able to sell a few Extendable Ears before Herbology.'</s> [INST] | Harry did not look at the twins. His face felt hot; he deliberately dropped his fork and dived down to retrieve it. C'mon, George, if we get there early we might be able to sell a few Extendable Ears before Herbology.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> Harry emerged from under the table to see Fred and George walking away, each carrying a stack of toast.'"Ask us no questions.. 'They bought me a new set of dress robes this summer and I couldn't understand where they got the Galleons...'</s> [INST] | Harry emerged from under the table to see Fred and George walking away, each carrying a stack of toast.'"Ask us no questions.. 'They bought me a new set of dress robes this summer and I couldn't understand where they got the Galleons...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> Harry decided it was time to steer the conversation out of these dangerous waters. 'D'you reckon it's true this year's going to be really tough? 'Bound to be, isn't it? OWLs are really important, affect the jobs you can apply for and everything. We get career advice, too, later this year, Bi... | Harry decided it was time to steer the conversation out of these dangerous waters. 'D'you reckon it's true this year's going to be really tough? 'Bound to be, isn't it? OWLs are really important, affect the jobs you can apply for and everything. We get career advice, too, later this year, Bill told me. So you can c... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'D'you know what you want to do after Hogwarts?' Harry asked the other two, as they left the Great Hall shortly afterwards and set off towards their History of Magic classroom. 'Except... well...'</s> [INST] | 'D'you know what you want to do after Hogwarts?' Harry asked the other two, as they left the Great Hall shortly afterwards and set off towards their History of Magic classroom. 'Except... well...'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> He looked slightly sheepish. What?' Harry urged him. 'Yeah, it would,' said Harry fervently. 'You've got to be really good. 'I think I'd like to do something really worthwhile.'</s> [INST] | He looked slightly sheepish. What?' Harry urged him. 'Yeah, it would,' said Harry fervently. 'You've got to be really good. 'I think I'd like to do something really worthwhile.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'An Aurors worthwhile!' said Harry.. History of Magic was by common consent the most boring subject ever devised by wizardkind. Professor Binns, their ghost teacher, had a wheezy, droning voice that was almost guaranteed to cause severe drowsiness within ten minutes, five in warm weather. He... | 'An Aurors worthwhile!' said Harry.. History of Magic was by common consent the most boring subject ever devised by wizardkind. Professor Binns, their ghost teacher, had a wheezy, droning voice that was almost guaranteed to cause severe drowsiness within ten minutes, five in warm weather. He never varied the form o... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Well, you'd deserve it,' she snapped. A fine misty drizzle was falling, so that the people standing in huddles around the edges of the yard looked blurred at the edges. They had got as far as agreeing that it was likely to be something extremely difficult, just to catch them off guard after... | 'Well, you'd deserve it,' she snapped. A fine misty drizzle was falling, so that the people standing in huddles around the edges of the yard looked blurred at the edges. They had got as far as agreeing that it was likely to be something extremely difficult, just to catch them off guard after a two-month holiday, wh... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> It was Cho Chang and, what was more, she was on her own again. This was most unusual: Cho was almost always surrounded by a gang of giggling girls; Harry remembered the agony of trying to get her by herself to ask her to the Yule Ball. 'Hi,' said Harry, feeling his face grow hot. At least yo... | It was Cho Chang and, what was more, she was on her own again. This was most unusual: Cho was almost always surrounded by a gang of giggling girls; Harry remembered the agony of trying to get her by herself to ask her to the Yule Ball. 'Hi,' said Harry, feeling his face grow hot. At least you're not covered in Stin... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Yeah,' said Harry, trying to grin as though the memory of their last meeting was funny as opposed to mortifying. 'So, did you... er... have a good summer?'</s> [INST] | 'Yeah,' said Harry, trying to grin as though the memory of their last meeting was funny as opposed to mortifying. 'So, did you... er... have a good summer?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> The moment he had said this he wished he hadn't - Cedric had been Cho's boyfriend and the memory of his death must have affected her holiday almost as badly as it had affected Harry's. Something seemed to tauten in her face, but she said, 'Oh, it was all right, you know.. 'You don't support them... | The moment he had said this he wished he hadn't - Cedric had been Cho's boyfriend and the memory of his death must have affected her holiday almost as badly as it had affected Harry's. Something seemed to tauten in her face, but she said, 'Oh, it was all right, you know.. 'You don't support them, do you?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Yeah, I do,' said Cho. 'I've supported them since I was six,' said Cho coolly. 'Anyway... see you, Harry.'</s> [INST] | 'Yeah, I do,' said Cho. 'I've supported them since I was six,' said Cho coolly. 'Anyway... see you, Harry.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> She walked away. 'You are so tactless!'</s> [INST] | She walked away. 'You are so tactless!'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'What? I only asked her if - '</s> [INST] | 'What? I only asked her if - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Couldn't you tell she wanted to talk to Harry on her own?'</s> [INST] | 'Couldn't you tell she wanted to talk to Harry on her own?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'So? She could've done, I wasn't stopping - '</s> [INST] | 'So? She could've done, I wasn't stopping - '</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Why on earth were you attacking her about her Quidditch team?'</s> [INST] | 'Why on earth were you attacking her about her Quidditch team?'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> 'Attacking? And yet, he thought, as they joined the queue lining up outside Snape's classroom door, she had chosen to come and talk to him, hadn't she? She had been Cedric's girlfriend; she could easily have hated Harry for coming out of the Triwizard maze alive when Cedric had died, yet she... | 'Attacking? And yet, he thought, as they joined the queue lining up outside Snape's classroom door, she had chosen to come and talk to him, hadn't she? She had been Cedric's girlfriend; she could easily have hated Harry for coming out of the Triwizard maze alive when Cedric had died, yet she was talking to him in a... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> His gaze lingered this time on Neville, who gulped. 'After this year, of course, many of you will cease studying with me,' Snape went on. 'I take only the very best into my NEWT Potions class, which means that some of us will certainly be saying goodbye.'</s> [INST] | His gaze lingered this time on Neville, who gulped. 'After this year, of course, many of you will cease studying with me,' Snape went on. 'I take only the very best into my NEWT Potions class, which means that some of us will certainly be saying goodbye.'</s></s> |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> His eyes rested on Harry and his lip curled. Harry glared back, feeling a grim pleasure at the idea that he would be able to give up Potions after fifth year. 'But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell,' said Snape softly,'so, whether or not you are intending to att... | His eyes rested on Harry and his lip curled. Harry glared back, feeling a grim pleasure at the idea that he would be able to give up Potions after fifth year. 'But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell,' said Snape softly,'so, whether or not you are intending to attempt NEWT, I advise all ... |
[INST] <Chapter 13> <s> The Slytherins at the front of the class all looked up eagerly; they loved hearing Snape taunt Harry. 'The Draught of Peace,' said Harry tensely. 'Tell me, Potter,' said Snape softly, 'can you read?'</s> [INST] | The Slytherins at the front of the class all looked up eagerly; they loved hearing Snape taunt Harry. 'The Draught of Peace,' said Harry tensely. 'Tell me, Potter,' said Snape softly, 'can you read?'</s></s> |
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