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Students
exchanged
looks
at
this
;
some
of
them
were
barely
concealing
grins
.
'
I
'll
be
her
friend
as
long
as
I
do
n't
have
to
borrow
that
cardigan
,
'
Parvati
whispered
to
Lavender
,
and
both
of
them
lapsed
into
silent
giggles
.
Professor
Umbridge
cleared
her
throat
again
(
'
hem
,
hem
'
)
,
but
when
she
continued
,
some
of
the
breathiness
had
vanished
from
her
voice
.
She
sounded
much
more
businesslike
and
now
her
words
had
a
dull
learned-by-heart
sound
to
them
.
The
Ministry
of
Magic
has
always
considered
the
education
of
young
witches
and
wizards
to
be
of
vital
importance
.
The
rare
gifts
with
which
you
were
born
may
come
to
nothing
if
not
nurtured
and
honed
by
careful
instruction
.
The
ancient
skills
unique
to
the
wizarding
community
must
be
passed
down
the
generations
lest
we
lose
them
for
ever
.
The
treasure
trove
of
magical
knowledge
amassed
by
our
ancestors
must
be
guarded
,
replenished
and
polished
by
those
who
have
been
called
to
the
noble
profession
of
teaching
.
'
Professor
Umbridge
paused
here
and
made
a
little
bow
to
her
fellow
staff
members
,
none
of
whom
bowed
back
to
her
.
Professor
McGonagall
's
dark
eyebrows
had
contracted
so
that
she
looked
positively
hawklike
,
and
Harry
distinctly
saw
her
exchange
a
significant
glance
with
Professor
Sprout
as
Umbridge
gave
another
little
'
hem
,
hem
'
and
went
on
with
her
speech
.
'
Every
headmaster
and
headmistress
of
Hogwarts
has
brought
something
new
to
the
weighty
task
of
governing
this
historic
school
,
and
that
is
as
it
should
be
,
for
without
progress
there
will
be
stagnation
and
decay
.
There
again
,
progress
for
progress
's
sake
must
be
discouraged
,
for
our
tried
and
tested
traditions
often
require
no
tinkering
.
A
balance
,
then
,
between
old
and
new
,
between
permanence
and
change
,
between
tradition
and
innovation
...
'
Harry
found
his
attentiveness
ebbing
,
as
though
his
brain
was
slipping
in
and
out
of
tune
.
The
quiet
that
always
filled
the
Hall
when
Dumbledore
was
speaking
was
breaking
up
as
students
put
their
heads
together
,
whispering
and
giggling
.
Over
on
the
Ravenclaw
table
Cho
Chang
was
chatting
animatedly
with
her
friends
.
A
few
seats
along
from
Cho
,
Luna
Lovegood
had
got
out
The
Quibbler
again
.
Meanwhile
,
at
the
Hufflepuff
table
Ernie
Macmillan
was
one
of
the
few
still
staring
at
Professor
Umbridge
,
but
he
was
glassy-eyed
and
Harry
was
sure
he
was
only
pretending
to
listen
in
an
attempt
to
live
up
to
the
new
prefect
's
badge
gleaming
on
his
chest
.
Professor
Umbridge
did
not
seem
to
notice
the
restlessness
of
her
audience
.
Harry
had
the
impression
that
a
full-scale
riot
could
have
broken
out
under
her
nose
and
she
would
have
ploughed
on
with
her
speech
.
The
teachers
,
however
,
were
still
listening
very
attentively
,
and
Hermione
seemed
to
be
drinking
in
every
word
Umbridge
spoke
,
though
,
judging
by
her
expression
,
they
were
not
at
all
to
her
taste
.
