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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; font-size: 18px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="74c98e63347e4ce06144af50f5bafeba""Because Ron! We are good people. We help people. We aren't on his level." Hermione argued back with her smoother hair, definitely less frizzy than first year, flew everywhere as she spoke. Hermione became frustrated with her friends very fast as she didn't understand why they did not support her view on this subject./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; font-size: 18px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="21bb1d77dd361d893c1e66f059427441""Maybe." Draco said with dismissal and forced his head to turn towards the sorting hat, just as the sorting hat finished his song, and the first kid was sorted into Ravenclaw./p
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