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"
Oooooooh
!
"
he
said
,
with
an
evil
cackle
.
"
Ickle
Firsties
!
What
fun
!
"
He
swooped
suddenly
at
them
.
They
all
ducked
.
"
Go
away
,
Peeves
,
or
the
Baron
'll
hear
about
this
,
I
mean
it
!
"
barked
Percy
.
Peeves
stuck
out
his
tongue
and
vanished
,
dropping
the
walking
sticks
on
Neville
's
head
.
They
heard
him
zooming
away
,
rattling
coats
of
armor
as
he
passed
.
"
You
want
to
watch
out
for
Peeves
,
"
said
Percy
,
as
they
set
off
again
.
"
The
Bloody
Baron
's
the
only
one
who
can
control
him
,
he
wo
n't
even
listen
to
us
prefects
.
Here
we
are
.
"
At
the
very
end
of
the
corridor
hung
a
portrait
of
a
very
fat
woman
in
a
pink
silk
dress
.
"
Password
?
"
she
said
.
"
Caput
Draconis
,
"
said
Percy
,
and
the
portrait
swung
forward
to
reveal
a
round
hole
in
the
wall
.
They
all
scrambled
through
it
--
Neville
needed
a
leg
up
--
and
found
themselves
in
the
Gryffindor
common
room
,
a
cozy
,
round
room
full
of
squashy
armchairs
.
Percy
directed
the
girls
through
one
door
to
their
dormitory
and
the
boys
through
another
.
At
the
top
of
a
spiral
staircase
--
they
were
obviously
in
one
of
the
towers
--
they
found
their
beds
at
last
:
five
four-posters
hung
with
deep
red
,
velvet
curtains
.
Their
trunks
had
already
been
brought
up
.
Too
tired
to
talk
much
,
they
pulled
on
their
pajamas
and
fell
into
bed
.
"
Great
food
,
is
n't
it
?
"
Ron
muttered
to
Harry
through
the
hangings
.
"
Get
off
,
Scabbers
!
He
's
chewing
my
sheets
.
"
