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Chapter 28, p.625-626
"Oh, I expect she really fancied herself sitting up there in the Head's office," said Hermione viciously, as they walked up to the stone steps into the entrance hall. "Lording it over all the other teachers, the stupid puffed-up, power-crazy old -"
"Now, do you really want to finish that sentence, Granger?"
Draco Malfoy had slid out from behind the door, closely followed by Crabbe and Goyle. His pale, pointed face was alight with malice.
"Afraid I'm going to have to dock a few points from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff," he drawled.
"It's only the teachers that can dock points from Houses, Malfoy," said Ernie at once.
"Yeah, we're prefects too, remember?" snarled Ron.
"I know prefects can't dock points, Weasel King," sneered Malfoy; Crabbe and Goyle sniggered. "But members of the Inquisitorial Squad -"
"The what?" said Hermione sharply.
"The Inquisitorial Squad, Granger," said Malfoy, pointing toward a tiny silver I upon his robes beneath his prefect's badge. "A select group of students who are supportive of the Ministry of Magic, handpicked by Professor Umbridge. Anyway, members of the Inquisitorial Squad do have the power to dock points....So, Granger, I'll have five from you for being rude about our new headmistress....Macmillan, five for contradicting me....Five because I don't like you, Potter...Weasley, your shirts untucked, so I'll have another five for that....Oh yeah, I forgot, you're a Mudblood, Granger, so ten for that...."
Ron pulled out his wand, but Hermione pushed it away, whispering, "Don't!"
"Wise move, Granger," breathed Malfoy. "New Head, new times...Be good now, Potty...Weasel King..."
He strode away, laughing heartily with Crabbe and Goyle.

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Chapter 28, p.626-627
"Malfoy just ducked us all about fifty points," said Harry furiously, as they watched several more stones fly upward from the Gryffindor hourglass.
"Yeah, Montague tried to do us during break," said George.
"What do you mean 'tried'?" said Ron quickly.
"He never managed to get all the words out," said Fred, "due to the fact that we forced him headfirst onto the Vanishing Cabinet on the first floor."
Hermione looked very shocked.
"But you'll get into terrible trouble!"
"Not until Montague reappears, and that could take weeks, I dunno where we sent him," said Fred coolly. "Anyway...we've decided we don't care about getting into trouble anymore."
"Have you ever?" asked Hermione.

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Chapter 28, p.638-639
Snape's office door banged open and Draco Malfoy sped in.
"Professor Snape, sir - oh - sorry -"
Malfoy was looking at Snape and Harry in some surprise.
"It's all right, Draco," said Snape, lowering his wand. "Potter is here for a little Remedial Potions."
Harry had not seen Malfoy look so gleeful since Umbridge had turned up to inspect Hagrid.
"I didn't know," he said, leering at Harry, who knew his face was burning. He would have given a great deal to be able to shout the truth at Malfoy - or, even better, to hit him with a good curse.
"Well, Draco, what is it?" asked Snape.
"It's Professor Umbridge, sir - she needs your help," said Malfoy. "They've found Montague, sir. He's turned up jammed inside a toilet on the fourth floor."
"How did he get in there?" demanded Snape.
"I don't know, sir, he's a bit confused...."
"Very well, very well - Potter," said Snape, "we shall resume this lesson tomorrow evening instead."
He turned and swept from his office. Malfoy mouthed "Remedial Potions?" at Harry behind Snape's back before following him. Chapter 31, p.707
Meanwhile Draco Malfoy had found a different way to induce panic.
"Of course, it's what you know," he was heard to tell Crabbe and Goyle loudly outside Potions a few days before the exams were to start, "it's who you know. Now, Father's been friendly with the head of the Wizarding Examinations Authority for years - old Griselda Marchbanks - we've had her round for dinner and everything...."
"Do you think that's true?" Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron, looking frightened.

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Chapter 31, p.713
"Professor Tofty is free, Potter," squeaked Professor Flitwick. who was standing just inside the door. He pointed Harry toward what looked like the very oldest and baldest examiner, who was sitting behind a small table in a far corner, a short distance from Professor Marchbanks, who was halfway through testing Draco Malfoy.
"Potter, is it?" said Professor Tofty, consulting his notes and peering over his pince-nez at Harry as he approached. "The famous Potter?"
Out of the corner of his eye, Harry distinctly saw Malfoy throw a scathing look at him; the wine glass Malfoy had been levitating fell to the floor and smashed. Harry could not suppress a grin. Professor Tofty smiled back at him encouragingly.

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Chapter 32, p.749-750
These words had a powerful impact on Umbridge. She glanced swiftly and suspiciously around at her Iquisitorial Squad, her bulging eyes resting for a moment on Malfoy, who was too slow to disguise th look of eagerness and greed that had appeared on his face.
Umbridge contemplated Hermione for another long moment and then spoke in what she clearly though was a motherly voice. "All right, dear, let's make it just you and me... and we'll take Potter too, shall we? Get up, now -"
"Professor," said Malfoy eagerly, "Professor Umbridge, I think some of the squad should come with you to look after -"
"I am fully qualified Ministry official, Malfoy, do you really think I cannot manage to wandless teenagers alone?" asked Umbridge sharply. "In any case, it does not sound as though this weapon is something that schoolchildren should see. You will remain here until I return and make sure none of these" - she gestured around at Ron, Ginny, Neville, and Luna - "escape."
"All right," said Malfoy, looking sulky and disappointed.
"And you two can go ahead of me and show me the way," said Umbridge, pointing at Harry and Hermione with her wand. "Lead on...."

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