H E R M I O N E G R A N G E R
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Chapter 9, p.164
"Honestly, am I the only person who's ever bothered to read Hogwarts, A History?" said Hermione crossly to Harry and Ron.
"Probably," said Ron. "Why?"
"Because the castle's protected by mire than walls, you know," said Hermione. "There are all sorts of enchantments on it, to stop people entering by stealth. You can’t just Apparate in here. And I'd like to see the disguise that could fool those dementors. They're guarding every single entrance to the grounds. They'd have seen him fly too. And Filch knows all the secret passages, they'll have them covered...."
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Chapter 9, p.170
"As I was saying before Potter interrupted, Professor Lupin has not left any record of the topics you have covered so far -"
"Please, sir, we’ve done boggarts, Red Caps, kappas, and grindylows," said Hermione quickly, “and we’re just about to start -”
"Be quiet," said Snape coldly. "I did not ask for information. I was merely commenting on Professor Lupin’s lack of organization."
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Chapter 9, p.171
"You are easily satisfied. Lupin is hardly overtaxing you - I would expect first years to be able to deal with Red Caps and grindylows. Today we shall discuss -"
Harry watched him flick through the textbooks, to the very back chapter, which he must know they hadn't covered.
" - werewolves," said Snape.
"But, sir," said Hermione, seemingly, unable to restrain herself, "we're not supposed to do werewolves yet, we're due to start hinkypunks -"
"Miss Granger," said Snape in a voice of deadly calm, "I was under the impression that I am teaching this lesson, not you. And I am telling you all to turn to page 394." He glanced around again.
"All of you! Now!"
With many bitter sidelong looks and some sullen muttering, the class opened their books.
"Which of you can tell me how we distinguish between the werewolf and the true wolf?" said Snape.
Everyone sat in motionless silence; everyone except Hermione, whose hand, as it so often did, had shot straight into the air.
"Anyone?" Snape said, ignoring Hermione. His twisted smile was back. "Are you telling me that Professor Lupin hasn’t even taught you the basic distinction between -"
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Chapter 9, p.172
"Please, sir," said Hermione, whose hand was still in the air, "the werewolf differs from the tru wolf in several ways. The snout of a werewolf -"
"That is the second time you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger," said Snape coolly. "Five points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all."
Hermione went very red, put down her hand, and stared at the floor with her eyes full of tears. It was a mark of how much the class loathed Snape that they were all glaring at him, because every one of them had called Hermione a know-it-all at least once, and Ron, who told Hermione she was a know-it-all at least twice a week, said loudly, "You asked us a question and she knows the answer! Why ask if you don't wan't to be told?"
The class knew instantly he'd gone too far. Snape advanced on Ron slowly, and the room held its breath.
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Chapter 9, p.177
"I've got no chance with these on," Harry said exasperatedly, waving his glasses.
At the very moment, Hermione appeared at his shoulder; she was holding her cloak over her head and was, inexplicably, beaming.
"I've had an idea, Harry! Give me your glasses, quick!"
"There!" she said, handing them back to Harry. "They'll repel water!"
Wood looked as though he could have kissed her.
"Brilliant!" he called hoarsely after her as she disappeared into the crowd. "Okay, team, let's go for it!"
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Chapter 11, p.225-226
"What's the matter with you?" said Ron.
"I don't know," said Hermione slowly, "but it's a bit odd, isn't it? I mean, this is supposed to be quite a good broom, isn't it?"
Ron sighed exaperatedly.
"It's the best broom there is, Hermione," he said.
"So it must've been really expensive...."
"Probably cost more than all the Slytherins' brooms put together," said Ron happily.
"Well... who'd send Harry something as expensive as that, and not even tell him they'd sent it?" said Hermione.
"Who cares?" said Ron impatiently. "Listen, Harry, can I have a go on it? Can I?"
"I don't think anyone should ride that broom just yet!" said Hermione shrilly.
Harry and Ron looked at her.
"What d'you think Harry's going to do with it - sweep the floor?" said Ron.
But before Hermione could answer, Crookshanks sprang from Seamus's bed, right at Ron's chest.
"GET - HIM - OUT - OF - HERE!" Ron bellowed as Crookshanks's claws ripped his pajamas and Scabbers attempted a wild escape over his shoulder. Ron seized Scabbers by the tail and aimed a misjudged kick at Crookshanks that hit the trunk at the end of Harry's bed, knocking it over and causing Ron to hop up and down, howling with pain.
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