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'No . . . not exactly . . ." said Hermione slowly. 'More . . . wondering . . . I suppose we're doing the right thing . . . I think . . . aren't
He peered out of a window at the blustery, overcast grounds. There was no sign of her anywhere near Hagrid's cabin; if she was not teaching, she was probably in the staff room. He set off downstairs, Hedwig hooting feebly as she swayed on his shoulder.
'. . . may well choose to leave . . . the indignity of it . . . on probation . . . we shall see . . . how she dares . . .'
The Establishment!' said Professor Trelawney, in a deep, dramatic, wavering voice. 'Yes, those with eyes too clouded by the mundane to See as I See, to Know as I Know . . . of course, we Seers have always been feared, always persecuted . . . it is - alas - 'our fate.'
Harry kicked off from the ground, spraying mud in all directions, and shot upwards, the wind pulling him slightly off course.
'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge,' they chanted dully.
'You applied first for the Defence Against the Dark Arts post, I believe?' Professor Umbridge asked Snape.
Professor Umbridge scribbled on her clipboard.
'They can't have done,' said Hermione in a low voice.
'Right,' said Harry vaguely, putting down the bottle and continuing to watch the corner. Umbridge had just got to her feet. 'Ha,' he said softly, as she strode between two lines of desks towards Snape, who was bending over Dean Thomas's cauldron.
He glanced round at Professor Binns who continued to read his notes, serenely unaware that the class's attention was even less focused upon him than usual. Harry slipped quietly off his chair, crouched down and hurried along the row to the window, where he slid the catch and opened it very slowly.,
Harry did not answer. He knew exactly why the subject of people who were in St Mungo's because of magical damage to their brains was highly distressing to Neville, but he had sworn to Dumbledore that he would not tell anyone Neville's secret. Even Neville did not know Harry knew.。