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Chapter 11, p.214-215
"Thank you, very much, Professor Umbridge, that was most illuminating," he said, bowing to her. "Now - as I was saying, Quidditch tryouts will be held..."
"Yes, it certainly was illuminating," said Hermione in a low voice.
"You're not telling me you enjoyed it?" Ron said quietly, turning a glazed face upon Hermione. "That was about the dullest speech I've ever heard, and I grew up with Percy."
"I said illuminating, not enjoyable," said Hermione. "It explained a lot."
"Did it?" said Harry in surprise. "Sounded like a load of waffle to me."
"There was some important stuff hidden in the waffle," said Hermione grimly.
"Was there?" said Ron blankly.
"How about 'progress for progress's sake must be discouraged'? How about 'pruning wherever wh find practices that ought to be prohibited'?
"Well, what does that mean?" said Ron impatiently.
"I'll tell you what it means," said Hermione through gritted teeth. "It means the Ministry's interfering at Hogwarts."
There was a great clattering and ganging all around them; Dumbledore had obviously just dismissed the school, because everyone was standing up ready to leave the hall. Hermione jumped up, looking flustered.
"Ron, we're supposed to show the first years where to go!"
"Oh yeah," said Ron, who had obviously forgotten. "Hey - hey you lot! Midgets"
"Ron!"
"Well, they are, they're titchy...."
"I know, but you can't call them midgets.... First years!" Hermione called commandingly along the table. "This way, please!"

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Chapter 12, p.223
"That's quite all right," said Hermione with dignity. Then she shook her head. "Don't you remember what Dumbledore said at the end-of-term feast last year?"
Harry and Ron both looked at her blankly, and Hermione sighed again.
"About You-Know-Who. He said, 'His gift for spreading discord and enmity is very great. We can fight it only by showing an equally strong bond of friendship and trust -'"
"How do you remember stuff like that?" asked Ron, looking at her in admiration.
"I listen, Ron," said Hermione with a touch of asperity.
"So do I, but I still couldn't tell you exactly what -" "The point," Hermione pressed on loudly, "is that this sort of thing is exactly what Dumbledore was talking about. You-Know-Who’s only been back two months, and we’ve started fighting among ourselves. And the Sorting Hat’s warning was the same – stand together – be united –"
"And Harry said it last night," retorted Ron, "if that means we’re supposed to get matey with the Slytherins, fat chance."
"Well, I think it’s a pity we’re not trying for a bit of inter-House unity," said Hermione crossly.

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Chapter 12, p.224-225
"I'd forgotten Wood had left," said Hermione vaguely, sitting down beside ron and pulling a plate of toast toward her. "I suppose that will make quite a difference to the team?"
"I s'pose," said Harry, taking the bench opposite. "He was a good Keeper...."
"Still, wouldn't hurt to have some new blood, will it?" said Ron.

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Chapter 12, p.225
Hermione, however, had to move her orange juice aside quickly to make way for a large damp barn owl bearing a sodden Daily Prophet in its beak.
"What are you still getting that for?" said Harry irritably, thinking of Seamus, as Hermione palced a Knut in the leather pouch on the owl's leg and it took off again. "I'm not bothering...load of rubbish."
"It's best to know what the enemy are saying," said Hermione darkly, and she unfurled the newspaper and disappeared behind it, not emerging until Harry and Ron are finished eating.

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Chapter 12, p.226
"And speaking of Skiving Snackboxes," said Hermione, eyeing Fred and George beadily, "you can't advertise for testers on the Gryffindor notice board."
"Says who?" said George, looking astonished.
"Says me," said Hermione. "And Ron."
"Leave me out of it," said Ron hastily.
Hermione glared at him. Fred and George sniggered.
"You'll be sniggering a different tune soon enough, Hermione," said Fred, thickly buttering a crumpet. "You're starting your fifth year, you'll be begging us for a Snackbox before long."
"And why would starting fifth year mean I want a Skiving Snackbox?" asked Hermione.
"Fifth year's O.W.L. year," said George.
"So?" "So you've got your exams coming up, haven't you? They'll be keeping your noses so hard to that grindstone they'll be rubbed raw," said Fred with satisfaction.

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Chapter 12, p.228
"Well, it'd be cool to be an auror," said Ron in an offhand voice.
"Yeah, it would," said Harry fervently.
"But they're, like, the elite," said Ron. "You've got to be really good. What about you, Hermione?"
"I don't know," said Hermione. "I think I'd really like to do something worthwhile."
"An Auror's worthwhile!" said Harry. "Yes, it is, but it's not the only worthwhile thing," said Hermione thoughtfully. "I mean, if I could take S.P.E.W. further.."

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