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¡°Cool, sir!¡± said Dean Thomas in amazement.

Christmas spirit was definitely thin on the ground in the Gryffindor common room that morning. Hermione had shut Crookshanks in her dormitory, but was furious with Ron for trying to kick him; Ron was still fuming about Crookshanks's fresh attempt to eat Scabbers. Harry gave up trying to make them talk to each other and devoted himself to examining the Firebolt, which he had brought down to the common room with him. For some reason this seemed to annoy Hermione as well; she didn't say anything, but she kept looking darkly at the broom as though it too had been criticizing her cat.

¡°Let me through, please,¡± came Percy's voice, and he came bustling importantly through the crowd. ¡°What's the holdup here? You can't all have forgotten the password ¡ª excuse me, I'm Head Boy ¡ª¡±

Black saw Snape up through the hole, then stood back for Harry and Hermione to pass. At last, all of them were out.

¡°Minister, listen, please,¡± Hermione said; she had hurried to Harry's side and was gazing imploringly into Fudge's face. ¡°I saw him too. It was Ron's rat, he's an Animagus, Pettigrew, I mean, and ¡ª¡±

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