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16 changes: 5 additions & 11 deletions text1.txt
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Expand Up @@ -3,7 +3,7 @@ spate of colds among the staff and students. Her Pepperup potion worked instantl
for several hours afterward. Ginny Weasley, who had been looking pale, was bullied into taking some by Percy. The steam pouring from
under her vivid hair gave the impression that her whole head was on fire.

Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams,
Spiderwebs the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams,
and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds. Oliver Wood's enthusiasm for regular training sessions, however, was not
dampened, which was why Harry was to be found, late one stormy Saturday afternoon a few days before Halloween, returning to Gryffindor
Tower, drenched to the skin and splattered with mud.
Expand All @@ -12,19 +12,11 @@ Even aside from the rain and wind it hadn't been a happy practice session. Fred
had seen for themselves the speed of those new Nimbus Two Thousand and Ones. They reported that the Slytherin team was no more than seven
greenish blurs, shooting through the air like missiles.

As Harry squelched along the deserted corridor he came across somebody who looked just as preoccupied as he was. Nearly Headless Nick,
As Megan squelched along the deserted corridor he came across somebody who looked just as preoccupied as he was. Nearly Headless Nick,
the ghost of Gryffindor Tower, was staring morosely out of a window, muttering under his breath, ". . . don't fulfill their
requirements . . . half an inch, if that . . ."

"Hello, Nick," said Harry.

"Hello, hello," said Nearly Headless Nick, starting and looking round. He wore a dashing, plumed hat on his long curly hair,
and a tunic with a ruff, which concealed the fact that his neck was almost completely severed. He was pale as smoke, and Harry
could see right through him to the dark sky and torrential rain outside.

"You look troubled, young Potter," said Nick, folding a transparent letter as he spoke and tucking it inside his doublet.

"So do you," said Harry.
"Hello, Nick," said Megan.

"Ah," Nearly Headless Nick waved an elegant hand, "a matter of no importance. . . . It's not as though I really wanted to join. . . .
Thought I'd apply, but apparently I 'don't fulfill requirements' -"
Expand All @@ -43,6 +35,8 @@ impossible otherwise for members to participate in hunt activities such as Horse
greatest regret, therefore, that I must inform you that you do not fulfill our requirements. With very best wishes,
Sir Patrick Delaney-Podmore.'"

Who's on first?

Fuming, Nearly Headless Nick stuffed the letter away.

"Half an inch of skin and sinew holding my neck on, Harry! Most people would think that's good and beheaded, but oh, no,
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Expand Up @@ -17,17 +17,8 @@ Will: "That's Easy: Will Smith."
Uncle Phil: "This Fat-Free Cake Isn't Bad, Geoffrey."
Geoffrey: "Sir, That's A Sponge."

Vivian: "That Man Is On Thin Ice!"
Geoffrey: "I'll Alert The Fish."

Carlton: "I Thought Ashley Was In Bed."
Will: "Yeah, And You Also Thought Tupac Shakur Was A Jewish Holiday."

Carlton: "Dad, Don't Do Anything Stupid! You Haven't Updated Your Will Yet."

Will: "So You're Saying The Only Reason I Loved Her Is Cause She's Rich And Let Me Sponge Off Of Her?"
Phil: "Yes."
Will: "Then, I Love You Too, Uncle Phil."
Adam: "That Man Is On Thin Ice!"
Loris: "I'll Alert The Fish."

Carlton: "Big Poopie."
Uncle Phil: "What Did You Say?"
Expand All @@ -36,9 +27,9 @@ Carlton: "I Say... Uh... Beg, Puppy. To My Pretend Dog, Ernie. Fetch, Ernie. He'
Carlton: "Steffi, Go Home. You're Not Age-Appropriate For This Party. (Carlton Puts On A Duck Floatie) I'm Going Swimming."

Vivian: "How Was The Flight, Honey?"
Will: "Yo, The Plane Ride Was Stupid. I Was Up In The First-Class."
Phil: "Excuse Me?" Will: "No, I'm Saying The Plane Ride Was Dope."
Philip: "Excuse Me?"
Marie: "Yo, The Plane Ride Was Stupid. I Was Up In The First-Class."
Phil: "Pardon?" Will: "No, I'm Saying The Plane Ride Was Dope."
Philip: "Pardon?"
Will: "No... Stupid, Dope, It's Not What You Think. How Would I Say This... [In A Nerdy Voice] The Flight Was Really Neat."

Will: "Oh My God, Carlton! What's That Hideous Thing Growing Out Of Your Neck?... Ah, Never Mind. It's Just Your Head."
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Winter is coming!