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Chapter 27, p.607
Hermione's Patronus, a shining silver otter, was gamboling around her.
"There are sort of nice, aren't they?" she asked, looking at it fondly.

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Chapter 27, p.612
As Marietta raised her head, Fudge leapt backward in shock, nearly landing himself in the fire. He cursed and stamped on the hem of his cloak, which had started to smoke, and Marietta gave a wail and pulled the neck of her robes right up to her eyes, but not before the whole room had seen that her face was horribly disfigured by a series of close-set purple pustules that had spread across her nose and cheeks to form the word "SNEAK."

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Chapter 27, p.613
"Haven't we got a counterjinx for this?" Fudge asked Umbridge impatiently, gesturing Marietta's face. "So she can speak freely?"
"I have not yet managed to find one," Umbridge admitted grudgingly, and Harry felt a surge of pride in Hermione's jinxing ability.

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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.634
Hermione returned to the table where Harry and Ron were sitting staring at their schoolbags as though hoping their homework might spring out of it and start doing itself.
"Oh, why don't you have a night off?" said Hermione brightly, as a silver-tailed Weasley rocket zoomed past the window. "After all, the Easter holidays start on Friday, we'll have plenty of time then...."
"Are you feeling alright?' Ron asked, staring at her in disbelief.
"Now that you mention it," said Hermione happily, "d'you know...I think I'm feeling a bit...rebellious."
Harry could still hear the distant bangs of escaped firecrackers when he and Ron went up to bed an hour later, and as he got undressed a sparkler floated past the tower, still resolutely spelling out the word POO.

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Chapter 29, p.660
"Hermione," said Ron in a low and indignant voice, "are you going to stop telling Harry off and listen to Binns, or am I going to have to take notes instead?"
"You take notes for a change, it won't kill you!"
By the time they reached the dungeons, neither Harry nor Ron was speaking to Hermione any longer. Undeterred, she took advantage of their silence to maintain an uninterrupted flow of dire warnings, all uttered under her breath in a vehement hiss that caused Seamus to waste five minutes checking his cauldron for leaks.

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