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Take this to Professor McGonagall, dear,' said Professor Umbridge, holding out the note to him.
The door of the nearest greenhouse opened and some fourth-years spilled out of it, including Ginny.
'Well, good afternoon!' she said, when finally the whole class had sat down.
Harry shook his head, noticing as he did so that the ache in his right temple was getting worse. He thought of the long essay on giant wars and the pain stabbed at him sharply. Knowing perfectly well that when the morning came, he would regret not finishing his homework that night, he piled his books back into his bag.,
Professor Umbridge pulled a small roll of pink parchment out of her handbag, stretched it out on the desk, dipped her quill into a bottle of ink and started scribbling, hunched over so that Harry could not see what she was writing. Nobody spoke. After a minute or so she rolled up the parchment and tapped it with her wand; it sealed itself seamlessly so that he could not open it.。