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Chapter 5, p.90-91
"It's her," said Ginny, plonking herself down on Harry's bed.
"She's driving me mad."
"What's she done now?" asked Hermione sympathetically.
"It's the way she talks to me - you'd think I was about three!"
"I know," said Hermione, dropping her voice. "She's so full of herself."

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Chapter 5, p.98
The three of them gazed at one another in silence for a moment.
Then there was a loud bang and Hermione vanished behind a puff of black smoke,
"Hermione!" shouted Harry and Ron; the breakfast tray slid to the floor with a crash.
Hermione emerged, coughing, out of the smoke, clutching the telescope and sporting a brilliantly purple black eye.
"I squeezed it and it - it punched me!" she gasped.
And sure enough, they now saw a tiny fist on a long spring protruding from the end of the telescope.

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Chapter 5, p.99-100
"Hang on," said Harry, as another part of last night's conver-sation came back to him. "I think Dumbledore said our O.W.L.s results would be arriving today!"
"Today?" shrieked Hermione. "Today? But why didn't you - oh my God - you should have said -"
She leapt to her feet.
"I'm going to see whether any owls have come...."
But when Harry arrived downstairs ten minutes later, fully dressed and carrying his empty breakfast tray, it was to find Hermione sitting at the kitchen table in great agitation, while Mrs. Weasley tried to lessen her resemblance to half a panda.
"It just won't budge," Mrs. Weasley was saying anxiously, standing over Hermione with her wand in her hand and a copy of The Healer's Helpmate open at "Bruises, Cuts, and Abrasions." "This has always worked before, I just can't understand it."
"It'll be Fred and George's idea of a funny joke, making sure it can't come off," said Ginny.
"But its got to come off!" squeaked Hermione. "I can't go around looking like this forever!"
"You won't, dear, we'll find an antidote, don't worry," said Mrs. Weasley soothingly.
"Bill told me 'ow Fred and George are very amusing!" said Fleur, smiling serenely.
"Yes, I can hardly breathe from laughing," snapped Hermione.
She jumped up and started walking round and round the kitchen, twisting her fingers together.

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Chapter 5, p.103
"Hermione?" said Ginny tentatively, for Hermione still hadn't turned around. "How did you do?"
"I - not bad," said Hermione in a small voice.
"Oh, come off it," said Ron, striding over to her and whipping her results out of her hand. "Yep - ten 'Outstandings' and one 'Exceeds Expectations' at Defense Against the Dark Arts." He looked down at her. half-amused, half-exasperated. "You're actually disappointed, aren't you?"
Hermione shook her head, but Harry laughed.

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Chapter 6, p.117-118
"'Patented Daydream Charms...'"
Hermione had managed to squeeze through to a large display near the counter and was reading the information on the back of a box bearing a highly colored picture of a handsome youth and a swooning girl who were standing on the deck of a pirate ship.
"One simple incantation and you will enter a top-quality, high realistic, thirty-minute daydream, easy to fit into the average school lesson and virtually undetectable (side effects include vacant expression and minor drooling). Not for sale to under-sixteens.' You know," said Hermione, looking up at Harry, "that really is extraordinary magic!"
"For that, Hermione," said a voice behind them, "you can have one for free."
A beaming Fred stood before them, wearing a set of magenta robes that clashed magnificently with his flaming hair.
"How are you, Harry?" They shook hands. "And what's happened to your eye, Hermione?"
"Your punching telescope," she said ruefully.
"Oh blimey, I forgot about those," said Fred. "Here -"
He pulled a tun out of his pocket and handed it to her; she un-screwed it gingerly to reveal a thick yellow paste.
"Just dab it on, that bruise'll be gone within the hour," said Fred.
"We had to find a decent bruise remover. We're testing most of our products on ourselves."
Hermione looked nervous. "It is safe, isn't it?" she asked.
"'Course it is," said Fred bracingly. "Come on, Harry, I'll give you a tour."
Harry left Hermione dabbing her black eye with paste and followed Fred toward the back of the shop, where he saw a stand of card and rope tricks.

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Chapter 7, p.141
"Dunno," said Harry, but his mind was racing. Didn't this look as though Malfoy had more important things on his mind than bullying younger students?
"Maybe he preferred the Inquisitorial Squad," said Hermione.
"Maybe being a prefect seems a bit tame after that."

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Chapter 8, p.163
"You missed the Sorting, anyway," said Hermione, as Ron dived for a large chocolate gateau.
"He say anything interesting?" asked Harry, taking a piece of treacle tart.
"More of the same, really... advising us all to unite in the face of our enemies, you know."

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Chapter 8, p.166
"It looks like if it's died," said Hermione, with a nauseated expression. "But there are some injuries you can't cure... old curses... and there are poisons without antidotes...."

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