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"
I
was
a
fool
!
"
Percy
roared
,
so
loudly
that
Lupin
nearly
dropped
his
photograph
.
"
I
was
an
idiot
,
I
was
a
pompous
prat
,
I
was
a
--
a
--
"
"
Ministry-loving
,
family-disowning
,
power-hungry
moron
,
"
said
Fred
.
Percy
swallowed
.
"
Yes
,
I
was
!
"
"
Well
,
you
ca
n't
say
fairer
than
that
,
"
said
Fred
,
holding
his
hand
out
to
Percy
.
Mrs.
Weasley
burst
into
tears
.
She
ran
forward
,
pushed
Fred
aside
,
and
pulled
Percy
into
a
strangling
hug
,
while
he
patted
her
on
the
back
,
his
eyes
on
his
father
.
"
I
'm
sorry
,
Dad
,
"
Percy
said
.
Mr.
Weasley
blinked
rather
rapidly
,
then
he
too
hurried
to
hug
his
son
.
"
What
made
you
see
sense
,
Perce
?
"
inquired
George
.
