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Nothing
would
ever
deflect
Professor
Binns
,
for
example
,
from
plowing
on
through
his
notes
on
goblin
rebellions
-
as
Binns
had
n't
let
his
own
death
stand
in
the
way
of
continuing
to
teach
,
they
supposed
a
small
thing
like
Christmas
was
n't
going
to
put
him
off
.
It
was
amazing
how
he
could
make
even
bloody
and
vicious
goblin
riots
sound
as
boring
as
Percy
's
cauldron-bottom
report
.
Professors
McGonagall
and
Moody
kept
them
working
until
the
very
last
second
of
their
classes
too
,
and
Snape
,
of
course
,
would
no
sooner
let
them
play
games
in
class
than
adopt
Harry
.
Staring
nastily
around
at
them
all
,
he
informed
them
that
he
would
be
testing
them
on
poison
antidotes
during
the
last
lesson
of
the
term
.
"
Evil
,
he
is
,
"
Ron
said
bitterly
that
night
in
the
Gryffindor
common
room
.
"
Springing
a
test
on
us
on
the
last
day
.
Ruining
the
last
bit
of
term
with
a
whole
load
of
studying
.
"
"
Mmm
...
you
're
not
exactly
straining
yourself
,
though
,
are
you
?
"
said
Hermione
,
looking
at
him
over
the
top
of
her
Potions
notes
.
Ron
was
busy
building
a
card
castle
out
of
his
Exploding
Snap
pack
-
a
much
more
interesting
pastime
than
with
Muggle
cards
,
because
of
the
chance
that
the
whole
thing
would
blow
up
at
any
second
.
"
It
's
Christmas
,
Hermione
,
"
said
Harry
lazily
;
he
was
rereading
Flying
with
the
Cannons
for
the
tenth
time
in
an
armchair
near
the
fire
.
Hermione
looked
severely
over
at
him
too
.
"
I
'd
have
thought
you
'd
be
doing
something
constructive
,
Harry
,
even
if
you
do
n't
want
to
learn
your
antidotes
!
"
"
Like
what
?
"
Harry
said
as
he
watched
Joey
Jenkins
of
the
Cannons
belt
a
Bludger
toward
a
Ballycastle
Bats
Chaser
.
"
That
egg
!
"
Hermione
hissed
.
"
Come
on
,
Hermione
,
I
've
got
till
February
the
twenty-fourth
,
"
Harry
said
.
He
had
put
the
golden
egg
upstairs
in
his
trunk
and
had
n't
opened
it
since
the
celebration
party
after
the
first
task
.
There
were
still
two
and
a
half
months
to
go
until
he
needed
to
know
what
all
the
screechy
wailing
meant
,
after
all
.
