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From: | Lizaveta Ward |
Subject: | with ouvas |
Date: | Sun, 2 Jul 2006 09:22:03 -0700 |
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Harry started and looked around. He had not noticed her at first because she was wearing a luridly flowered set of robes that blended only too well with the tablecloth on the desk behind her. Evening, Professor Umbridge, Harry said stiffly. Well, sit down, she said, pointing towards a small table draped in lace beside which she had drawn up a straight-backed chair. A piece of blank parchment lay on the table, apparently waiting for him. |
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