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"
And
you
think
we
want
to
walk
around
wearing
badges
saying
's
pew
,
'
do
you
?
"
said
Ron
.
"
S-P-E-W
!
"
said
Hermione
hotly
.
"
I
was
going
to
put
Stop
the
Outrageous
Abuse
of
Our
Fellow
Magical
Creatures
and
Campaign
for
a
Change
in
Their
Legal
Status
-
but
it
would
n't
fit
.
So
that
's
the
heading
of
our
manifesto
.
"
She
brandished
the
sheaf
of
parchment
at
them
.
"
I
've
been
researching
it
thoroughly
in
the
library
.
Elf
enslavement
goes
back
centuries
.
I
ca
n't
believe
no
one
's
done
anything
about
it
before
now
.
"
"
Hermione
-
open
your
ears
,
"
said
Ron
loudly
.
"
They
.
Like
.
It
.
They
like
being
enslaved
!
"
"
Our
short-term
aims
,
"
said
Hermione
,
speaking
even
more
loudly
than
Ron
,
and
acting
as
though
she
had
n't
heard
a
word
,
"
are
to
secure
house-elves
fair
wages
and
working
conditions
.
Our
long-term
aims
include
changing
the
law
about
non-wand
use
,
and
trying
to
get
an
elf
into
the
Department
for
the
Regulation
and
Control
of
Magical
Creatures
,
because
they
're
shockingly
underrepresented
.
"
"
And
how
do
we
do
all
this
?
"
Harry
asked
.
"
We
start
by
recruiting
members
,
"
said
Hermione
happily
.
"
I
thought
two
Sickles
to
join
-
that
buys
a
badge
-
and
the
proceeds
can
fund
our
leaflet
campaign
.
You
're
treasurer
,
Ron
-
I
've
got
you
a
collecting
tin
upstairs
-
and
Harry
,
you
're
secretary
,
so
you
might
want
to
write
down
everything
I
'm
saying
now
,
as
a
record
of
our
first
meeting
.
"
There
was
a
pause
in
which
Hermione
beamed
at
the
pair
of
them
,
and
Harry
sat
,
torn
between
exasperation
at
Hermione
and
amusement
at
the
look
on
Ron
's
face
.
The
silence
was
broken
,
not
by
Ron
,
who
in
any
case
looked
as
though
he
was
temporarily
dumbstruck
,
but
by
a
soft
tap
,
tap
on
the
window
.
Harry
looked
across
the
now
empty
common
room
and
saw
,
illuminated
by
the
moonlight
,
a
snowy
owl
perched
on
the
windowsill
.
"
Hedwig
!
"
he
shouted
,
and
he
launched
himself
out
of
his
chair
and
across
the
room
to
pull
open
the
window
.
