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'
Why
did
he
--
?
'
Hermione
gave
a
horrified
gasp
and
leapt
to
her
feet
,
still
staring
at
the
fire
.
A
hand
had
appeared
amongst
the
flames
,
groping
as
though
to
catch
hold
of
something
;
a
stubby
,
short-fingered
hand
covered
in
ugly
old-fashioned
rings
.
The
three
of
them
ran
for
it
.
At
the
door
of
the
boys
'
dormitory
Harry
looked
back
.
Umbridge
's
hand
was
still
making
snatching
movements
amongst
the
flames
,
as
though
she
knew
exactly
where
Sirius
's
hair
had
been
moments
before
and
was
determined
to
seize
it
.
'
Umbridge
has
been
reading
your
mail
,
Harry
.
There
's
no
other
explanation
.
'
'
You
think
Umbridge
attacked
Hedwig
?
'
he
said
,
outraged
.
'
I
'm
almost
certain
of
it
,
'
said
Hermione
grimly
.
'
Watch
your
frog
,
it
's
escaping
.
'
Harry
pointed
his
wand
at
the
bullfrog
that
had
been
hopping
hopefully
towards
the
other
side
of
the
table
--
'
Accio
!
'
--
and
it
zoomed
gloomily
back
into
his
hand
.
Charms
was
always
one
of
the
best
lessons
in
which
to
enjoy
a
private
chat
;
there
was
generally
so
much
movement
and
activity
that
the
danger
of
being
overheard
was
very
slight
.
Today
,
with
the
room
full
of
croaking
bullfrogs
and
cawing
ravens
,
and
with
a
heavy
downpour
of
rain
clattering
and
pounding
against
the
classroom
windows
,
Harry
,
Ron
and
Hermione
's
whispered
discussion
about
how
Umbridge
had
nearly
caught
Sirius
went
quite
unnoticed
.
'
I
've
been
suspecting
this
ever
since
Filch
accused
you
of
ordering
Dungbombs
,
because
it
seemed
such
a
stupid
lie
,
'
Hermione
whispered
.
'
I
mean
,
once
your
letter
had
been
read
it
would
have
been
quite
clear
you
were
n't
ordering
them
,
so
you
would
n't
have
been
in
trouble
at
all
--
it
's
a
bit
of
a
feeble
joke
,
is
n't
it
?
But
then
I
thought
,
what
if
somebody
just
wanted
an
excuse
to
read
your
mail
?
Well
then
,
it
would
be
a
perfect
way
for
Umbridge
to
manage
it
--
tip
off
Filch
,
let
him
do
the
dirty
work
and
confiscate
the
letter
,
then
either
find
a
way
of
stealing
it
from
him
or
else
demand
to
see
it
--
I
do
n't
think
Filch
would
object
,
when
's
he
ever
stuck
up
for
a
student
's
rights
?
Harry
,
you
're
squashing
your
frog
.
