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'
Excellent
!
'
said
Ron
and
Harry
together
.
'
Yeah
,
'
said
Angelina
,
beaming
.
'
I
went
to
McGonagall
and
I
think
she
might
have
appealed
to
Dumbledore
.
Anyway
,
Umbridge
had
to
give
in
.
Ha
!
So
I
want
you
down
at
the
pitch
at
seven
o'clock
tonight
,
all
right
,
because
we
've
got
to
make
up
time
.
You
realise
we
're
only
three
weeks
away
from
our
first
match
?
'
She
squeezed
away
from
them
,
narrowly
dodged
an
ink
pellet
from
Peeves
,
which
hit
a
nearby
first-year
instead
,
and
vanished
from
sight
.
Ron
's
smile
slipped
slightly
as
he
looked
out
of
the
window
,
which
was
now
opaque
with
hammering
rain
.
'
Hope
this
clears
up
.
'
What
's
up
with
you
,
Hermione
?
'
She
,
too
,
was
gazing
at
the
window
,
but
not
as
though
she
really
saw
it
.
Her
eyes
were
unfocused
and
there
was
a
frown
on
her
face
.
'
Just
thinking
...
'
she
said
,
still
frowning
at
the
rain-washed
window
.
'
About
Siri
--
Snuffles
?
'
said
Harry
.
'N
o.
.
.
not
exactly
...
'
said
Hermione
slowly
.
'M
ore
...
wondering
...
I
suppose
we
're
doing
the
right
thing
...
I
think
...
are
n't
we
?
'
