She was sitting bolt upright in her chair, her fists clenched on its arms, every trace of drowsiness gone.
They stared avidly from Harry to Professor Umbridge, who had raised her eyes and was staring at him without a trace of a fake smile on her face.
Mad-Eye Moody was sniffing at a chicken-leg with what remained of his nose; evidently he could not detect any trace of poison, because he then tore a strip off it with his teeth.
Snape eyed Harry, tracing his mouth with one long, thin finger as he did so.
Snape stared at Harry for a few moments, still tracing his mouth with his finger.
At the same time, the words had appeared on the back of Harrys right hand, cut into his skin as though traced there by a scalpel — yet even as he stared at the shining cut, the skin healed over again, leaving the place where it had been slightly redder than before but quite smooth.
Harry heard Malfoy say sharply to Crabbe and Goyle, a trace of panic in his voice.
He had drawn a Snitch and was now tracing the letters ’L.E.’.
Though Hermione was sobbing desperately into her hands, there was no trace of a tear.
It seemed to me that she had not a trace of the gift herself.
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’I dunno if you got through to him,’ said Ron a short while later when, having checked that the coast was clear, they walked back up to the castle through the thickening snow, leaving no trace behind them due to the Obliteration Charm Hermione was performing as they went.
Shrieking with rage and frustration, she attempted to trace the mysterious symptoms to their source, but the students told her stubbornly they were suffering from ’Umbridge —itis’.