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her eyes were narrowed and her bushy hair seemed to crackle with electricity.

What’s Dumbledore playing at?”

Rain pounded on the windowpanes as they strode along the empty corridors back to Gryffindor Tower. Harry felt as though his first day had lasted a week, but he still had a mountain of homework to do before bed.

Professor Umbridge sat down behind her desk again. Harry, however, stood up. Everyone was staring at him; Seamus looked half-scared, half-fascinated.

It was very dull work looking up bits of dreams in the Oracle and Harry was not cheered up when Professor Trelawney set them the task of keeping a dream diary for a month as homework.

“Well, I had one that I was playing Quidditch the other night,” said Ron, screwing up his face in an effort to remember. “What d’you reckon that means?”
“Probably that you’re going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something,” said Harry, turning the pages of The Dream Oracle without interest.

and Harry broke off, feeling both annoyed and slightly ashamed of himself again.

Serve them right, he thought.

“Can’t you give it a rest?”

“That was really unfair,” said Hermione consolingly, sitting down next to Harry <…>
“Yeah, well,” said Harry, glowering at his plate, “since when has Snape ever been fair to me?”