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This Was Their First Encounter With The Fact That A Full Stomach Meant Good Spirits; An Empty One, Bickering And Gloom.

My Word, Severus, That I Shall Never Reveal The Best Of You?' Dumbledore Sighed, Looking Down Into Snape's Ferocious, Anguished Face. 'if You Insist.

Okay, Men,” He Said. “and Women,” Said Chaser Angelina Johnson. “and Women,” Wood Agreed. “this Is It.” “the Big One,” Said Fred Weasley. “the One We’ve All Been Waiting For,” Said George. “we Know Oliver’s Speech By Heart,” Fred Told Harry, “we Were On The Team Last Year.” “shut Up, You Two,” Said Wood. “this Is The Best Team Gryffindor’s Had In Years. We’re Going To Win. I Know It.” He Glared At Them All As If To Say, “or Else.” “right. It’s Time. Good Luck, All Of You.

But I Don’t Think I’ve Ever Known Such A Natural At Potions!” Said Slughorn. “instinctive, You Know — Like His Mother! I’ve Only Ever Taught A Few With This Kind Of Ability, I Can Tell You That, Sybill — Why Even Severus —” And To Harry’s Horror, Slughorn Threw Out An Arm And Seemed To Scoop Snape Out Of Thin Air Toward Them.

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