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Hermione saw it with her own eyes.
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I told you, I don't know what I saw.
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I need some air.
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Don't worry. When we get to Hogwarts, we'll sort it out.
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- What was that? Blaise? - Don't know.
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Relax, boys. It's probably just a first-year messing around.
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Come on, Draco. Sit down. We'll be at Hogwarts soon.
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Hogwarts. What a pathetic excuse for a school.
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I'd pitch myself off the astronomy tower...
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...if I had to continue for another two years.
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What's that supposed to mean?
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Let's just say you won't see me wasting my time in charms class next year.