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"
You
know
perfectly
well
I
only
said
that
to
shut
Malfoy
up
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
As
a
matter
of
fact
I
think
he
's
right
.
The
best
thing
to
do
would
be
to
stamp
on
the
lot
of
them
before
they
start
attacking
us
all
.
"
They
sat
down
at
the
Gryffindor
table
and
helped
themselves
to
lamb
chops
and
potatoes
.
Hermione
began
to
eat
so
fast
that
Harry
and
Ron
stared
at
her
.
"
Er
-
is
this
the
new
stand
on
elf
rights
?
"
said
Ron
.
"
You
're
going
to
make
yourself
puke
instead
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Hermione
,
with
as
much
dignity
as
she
could
muster
with
her
mouth
bulging
with
sprouts
.
"
I
just
want
to
get
to
the
library
.
"
"
What
?
"
said
Ron
in
disbelief
.
"
Hermione
-
it
's
the
first
day
back
!
We
have
n't
even
got
homework
yet
!
"
Hermione
shrugged
and
continued
to
shovel
down
her
food
as
though
she
had
not
eaten
for
days
.
Then
she
leapt
to
her
feet
,
said
,
"
See
you
at
dinner
!
"
and
departed
at
high
speed
.
When
the
bell
rang
to
signal
the
start
of
afternoon
lessons
,
Harry
and
Ron
set
off
for
North
Tower
where
,
at
the
top
of
a
tightly
spiraling
staircase
,
a
silver
stepladder
led
to
a
circular
trapdoor
in
the
ceiling
,
and
the
room
where
Professor
Trelawney
lived
.
The
familiar
sweet
perfume
spreading
from
the
fire
met
their
nostrils
as
they
emerged
at
the
top
of
the
stepladder
.
As
ever
,
the
curtains
were
all
closed
;
the
circular
room
was
bathed
in
a
dim
reddish
light
cast
by
the
many
lamps
,
which
were
all
draped
with
scarves
and
shawls
.
Harry
and
Ron
walked
through
the
mass
of
occupied
chintz
chairs
and
poufs
that
cluttered
the
room
,
and
sat
down
at
the
same
small
circular
table
.
"
Good
day
,
"
said
the
misty
voice
of
Professor
Trelawney
right
behind
Harry
,
making
him
jump
.
A
very
thin
woman
with
enormous
glasses
that
made
her
eyes
appear
far
too
large
for
her
face
,
Professor
Trelawney
was
peering
down
at
Harry
with
the
tragic
expression
she
always
wore
whenever
she
saw
him
.
The
usual
large
amount
of
beads
,
chains
,
and
bangles
glittered
upon
her
person
in
the
firelight
.
