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Curious, Harry opened the envelope and took out the parchment. As he did, the ‘something else’ fell onto the table. It was a shiny silver badge.
“You’re joking!” said Harry, turning over and looking at the emblazoned P on the front of it.
“Not in the least,” said Professor McGonagall.
Harry looked at her, the badge clutched in his hand. “You do remember who I am, don’t you? The one who lost over two hundred points in his first year?”
“And gained them again,” pointed out Professor Flitwick.
Snape looked deadly.
“This is more like a passport, if you like,” said Dumbledore. “It will give you more freedom around the school, and it has certain other… advantages.”
“AND we believe you to have good sense and bravery,” said Professor McGonagall, glaring at Dumbledore. Evidently, that was NOT what she thought a prefect badge should be used for.
“Er… yes, of course,” said the Headmaster, giving Harry a look which said plainly ‘can’t argue with her’.
Harry fought the urge to laugh as he pinned the badge to his T-shirt.
Fifth Year? I Haven't Done My Homework!, Chapter 11
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