n,

but he thought they looked like an unpleasant lot. He was starting

to feel definitely sick now. He remembered being picked for teams

during gym at his old school. He had always been last to be chosen,

not because he was no good, but because no one wanted Dudley to

think they liked him.

"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!"

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