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"
Mother
wants
me
to
complete
my
education
,
but
personally
,
I
do
n't
see
it
as
that
important
these
days
.
I
mean
,
think
about
it
...
When
the
Dark
Lord
takes
over
,
is
he
going
to
care
how
many
O.
W.
L.
s
or
N.
E.
W.
T.
s
anyone
's
got
?
Of
course
he
is
n't
...
it
'll
be
all
about
the
kind
of
service
he
received
,
the
level
of
devotion
he
was
shown
.
"
"
And
you
think
you
'll
be
able
to
do
something
for
him
?
"
asked
Zabini
scathingly
.
"
Sixteen
years
old
and
not
even
fully
qualified
yet
?
"
"
I
've
just
said
,
have
n't
I
?
Maybe
he
does
n't
care
if
I
'm
qualified
.
Maybe
the
job
he
wants
me
to
do
is
n't
something
that
you
need
to
be
qualified
for
,
"
said
Malfoy
quietly
.
Crabbe
and
Goyle
were
both
sitting
with
their
mouths
open
like
gargoyles
.
Pansy
was
gazing
down
at
Malfoy
as
though
she
had
never
seen
anything
so
awe-inspiring
.
"
I
can
see
Hogwarts
,
"
said
Malfoy
,
clearly
relishing
the
effect
he
had
created
as
he
pointed
out
of
the
blackened
window
.
"
We
'd
better
get
our
robes
on
.
"
Harry
was
so
busy
staring
at
Malfoy
,
he
did
not
notice
Goyle
reaching
up
for
his
trunk
;
as
he
swung
it
down
,
it
hit
Harry
hard
on
the
side
of
the
head
.
He
let
out
an
involuntary
gasp
of
pain
,
and
Malfoy
looked
up
at
the
luggage
rack
,
frowning
.
Harry
was
not
afraid
of
Malfoy
,
but
he
still
did
not
much
like
the
idea
of
being
discovered
hiding
under
his
Invisibility
Cloak
by
a
group
of
unfriendly
Slytherins
.
Eyes
still
watering
and
head
still
throbbing
,
he
drew
his
wand
,
careful
not
to
disarrange
the
cloak
,
and
waited
,
breath
held
.
To
his
relief
,
Malfoy
seemed
to
decide
that
he
had
imagined
the
noise
;
he
pulled
on
his
robes
like
the
others
,
locked
his
trunk
,
and
as
the
train
slowed
to
a
jerky
crawl
,
fastened
a
thick
new
traveling
cloak
round
his
neck
.
Harry
could
see
the
corridors
filling
up
again
and
hoped
that
Hermione
and
Ron
would
take
his
things
out
onto
the
platform
for
him
;
he
was
stuck
where
he
was
until
the
compartment
had
quite
emptied
.
At
last
,
with
a
final
lurch
,
the
train
came
to
a
complete
halt
.
Goyle
threw
the
door
open
and
muscled
his
way
out
into
a
crowd
of
second
years
,
punching
them
aside
;
Crabbe
and
Zabini
followed
.
"
You
go
on
,
"
Malfoy
told
Pansy
,
who
was
waiting
for
him
with
her
hand
held
out
as
though
hoping
he
would
hold
it
.
"
I
just
want
to
check
something
.
"
