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His
office
had
been
almost
completely
stripped
.
Two
large
trunks
stood
open
on
the
floor
.
Robes
,
jade-green
,
lilac
,
midnight
blue
,
had
been
hastily
folded
into
one
of
them
;
books
were
jumbled
untidily
into
the
other
.
The
photographs
that
had
covered
the
walls
were
now
crammed
into
boxes
on
the
desk
.
"
Are
you
going
somewhere
?
"
said
Harry
.
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"
Er
,
well
,
yes
,
"
said
Lockhart
,
ripping
a
life-size
poster
of
himself
from
the
back
of
the
door
as
he
spoke
and
starting
to
roll
it
up
.
"
Urgent
call
-
unavoidable
-
got
to
go
--
"
"
What
about
my
sister
?
"
said
Ron
jerkily
.
"
Well
,
as
to
that
-
most
unfortunate
-
"
said
Lockhart
,
avoiding
their
eyes
as
he
wrenched
open
a
drawer
and
started
emptying
the
contents
into
a
bag
.
"
No
one
regrets
more
than
I
--
"
"
You
're
the
Defense
Against
the
Dark
Arts
teacher
!
"
said
Harry
.
"
You
ca
n't
go
now
!
Not
with
all
the
Dark
stuff
going
on
here
!
"
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"
Well
-
I
must
say
-
when
I
took
the
job
-
"
Lockhart
muttered
,
now
piling
socks
on
top
of
his
robes
.
"
nothing
in
the
job
description
-
did
n't
expect
--
"
"
You
mean
you
're
running
away
?
"
said
Harry
disbelievingly
.
"
After
all
that
stuff
you
did
in
your
books
--
"
"
Books
can
be
misleading
,
"
said
Lockhart
delicately
.