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Her voice was high-pitched, breathy and little-girlish and, again, Harry felt a powerful rush of dislike that he could not explain to himself; all he knew was that he loathed everything about her, from her stupid voice to her fluffy pink cardigan. She gave another little throat-clearing cough ('hem, hem') and continued.

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Hedwig's large, round, amber eyes gazed at him reproachfully over the dead frog clamped in her beak.
his neighbour had any joy at all. So he prayed that he might have one of