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Harry saw, with immense satisfaction, a disheveled and and soot-blackened Umbridge tottering sweaty-faced from Professor Flitwick’s classroom.
“Thank you so much Professor!” said Professor Flitwick in his squeaky little voice. “I could have got rid of the sparklers myself, of course, but I wasn’t sure whether I had the authority...”
Beaming, he closed his classroom door in her snarling face.