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The class had just settled back into their seats when Flitwick clapped his hands. “Alright, wands away for now. I want you to listen.” That got their attention. Flitwick never made them put their wands away unless something important was coming. The usual rustling and chatter died down as he looked over the class, his expression thoughtful. “I imagine,” he said, “that all of you have been paying attention to what’s been happening outside these walls.” Silence. “The World Cup.…-
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The Great Hall was packed, students crammed onto the benches, voices echoing off the high stone walls. Golden plates overflowed with food, and the smell of roast beef and fresh bread filled the air. But at the Gryffindor table, Harry, Ron, and Hermione weren’t eating much. Their heads were still back in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Moody’s lesson had been different. Last year, Professor Lupin had given them knowledge,how to recognize threats, how to handle magical creatures, how to…
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Harry dropped into his seat at the table, tossing his bag onto the floor. Hermione was scribbling away at her Arithmancy homework, barely looking up, while Ron glared at his Transfiguration parchment. Ron glanced up as Harry pulled out his Transfiguration book and the half-filled roll of parchment he’d started earlier. “So… what was that about? Why were you talking to Greengrass?” “Snape’s project,” Harry said, uncapping his inkpot. “We’ve got to pitch our idea by Monday, remember?…
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Harry sat at the Gryffindor table, picking at his toast while Ron shoveled eggs onto his plate. The usual morning buzz of the Great Hall surrounded them, but Harry’s thoughts were elsewhere. “I’m serious, Ron,” Harry said, breaking the silence. “I’m thinking about dropping Divination.” Ron didn’t look up from his plate. ‘You said that yesterday,’ he said around a mouthful of food. “Yeah, and I mean it.’ Harry pushed his plate away. ‘What’s the point in staying? All we…
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Harry entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Ron waving at him. He quickly sat down beside him, but before they could exchange a single word, Moody, who had been standing on the platform at the front of the class, spoke up. “Right, then. All here, are we? Name’s Moody. Defense Against the Dark Arts,what a laugh , as if defense will do you much good when you’re caught in the thick of it, eh?” He barked a short, humorless laugh. “We’ll…
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