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Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets “Don’t lie to me,” Myrtle gasped, tears now flooding down her face, while Peeves chuckled happily over her shoulder. “D’you think I don’t know what people call me behind my back? Fat Myrtle! Ugly Myrtle! Miserable, moaning, moping Myrtle!”
“You’ve forgotten pimply,” Peeves hissed in her ear.
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“Everyone line up!” Malfoy roared to the crowd. “Harry Potter’s giving out signed photos!”
“No, I’m not,” said Harry angrily, his fists clenching. “Shut up, Malfoy.”
“You’re just jealous,” piped up Colin, whose entire body was about as thick as Crabbe’s neck.
“Jealous?” said Malfoy, who didn’t need to shout anymore: Half the courtyard was listening in. “Of what? I don’t want a foul scar right across my head, thanks. I don’t think getting your head cut open makes you that special, myself.”
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“Now, we should aim to get in a few good compliments at dinner. Petunia, any ideas?”
“Vernon tells me you’re a wonderful golfer, Mr. Mason... Do tell me where you bought your dress, Mrs. Mason...”
“Perfect... Dudley?”
“How about — ‘We had to write an essay about our hero at school, Mr. Mason, and I wrote about you.’ ”
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“Who are you?”
“Dobby, sir. Just Dobby. Dobby the house-elf,” said the creature.
“Oh — really?” said Harry. “Er — I don’t want to be rude or
anything, but — this isn’t a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom.”
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“Dear me, what’s the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don’t even pay you
well for it?” Mr. Weasley flushed darker than either Ron or Ginny. “We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy,” he said. “Clearly,” said Mr. Malfoy, his pale eyes straying to Mr. and Mrs. Granger, who were watching apprehensively.
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“You know we’re not supposed to do spells outside school —” [Ron]
“You should talk,” said Harry, staring at the floating car.
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“He just wants to give us some hands-on experience,” said Hermione, immobilizing two pixies at once with a clever Freezing Charm and stuffing them back into their cage.
“Hands on?” said Harry, who was trying to grab a pixie dancing out of reach with its tongue out.
“Hermione, he didn’t have a clue what he was doing —”
“Rubbish,” said Hermione. “You’ve read his books — look at all
those amazing things he’s done —”
“He says he’s done,” Ron muttered.
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“Filch’ll have me there all night,” said Ron heavily. “No magic! There must be about a hundred cups in that room. I’m no good at Muggle cleaning.”
“I’d swap anytime,” said Harry hollowly. “I’ve had loads of practice with the Dursleys. Answering Lockhart’s fan mail... he’ll be a nightmare...”
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“And I thought I had it bad staying here for another four weeks,” he said. “This makes the Dursleys sound almost human.”
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“Name... Harry Potter. Crime...”
“It was only a bit of mud!” said Harry. “It’s only a bit of mud to you, boy, but to me it’s an extra hour scrubbing!” shouted Filch, a drip shivering unpleasantly at the end of his bulbous nose. “Crime... befouling the castle... suggested
sentence...”
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