DS11 vs, Dean, color-coded
Because this has been bugging me since I saw this particular set of examples on bad_penny, I've slightly reformatted them to clarify the various bits and pieces borrowed from Pamela Dean. (Addendum: I've added more of the surrounding original text from both Dean and CC, typically one line on either side unless there's a paragraph division (also marked). I also found another plagiarized line that hadn't been in bad_penny's original report.)

Draco Sinister, Chapter 11 [in the PDF, this continuous battle scene begins at the end of p. 578, carries through all of 579, and ends at the very top of 580.] As the guard came toward them, Harry saw with shock that it wasn't human, not a werewolf either, but something else entirely-- it had a wrinkled, piglike face with long tusks that protruded from either side of its mouth. It moved towards them swiftly, but before Harry had time to do more than step back, Draco had raised his sword and put the blade through its face. It made a noise like a bucketful of water being poured into a patch of mud, staggered back and collapsed to the ground, blood pouring from its head. Draco looked ill. Harry, who had drawn his own sword, took a shaky breath and clapped him on the arm. "Well done, Malfoy." "No!" cried Fleur, hurling herself off the wall she had been pressed against, "they are shape-changers, I told you--" As Draco and Harry gazed in horror, the dead-looking guard on the floor wavered and blurred and became a squat, scaly creature that leaped to its feet and charged at Draco again. Looking startled, he dispatched it for the second time, and it becake a many-limbed snaky thing. This time Draco chopped off its head, using another fencing move that Harry would have recognized, exccpt by this point Harry had stopped watching, because a second guard had come into the room and leaped straight for him. He swung the sword at it and managed to slice open its throat. This did very little good, as it immediately turned into a tall man carrying a longsword, and charged at him. Harry stopped thinking and let the sword in his hand do its work-- he had already discovered that if he cleared his mind, it seemed to come to life in his hand, or, more likely, that the undercurrent of knowledge from Draco was able to work its way up and direct his arm. But every time he tried to analyze what he was doing, he lost his footing or missed a stroke, so he stopped trying to plan and let his instincts take over, catching at the unfamiliar names of the motions he was making as they fled under the surface of his mind: bind, double bind, circle parry, riposte. He quickly slaughtered the longsword man-shape, which turned into a wolf, which turned into a large, fox-like creature, which turned into a petite beautiful woman in a leather breastplate. This last incarnation startled Harry so much that he staggered back and nearly lost his footing. He had barely a chance to blink when something silver whipped over his head and embedded itself in the shape-changer's chest. It was Fleur's knife."

[The first bolded passage about the piglike guards isn't from Dean, but is an exact description of the Gamorrean guards at Jabba the Hutt's palace in Return of the Jedi. It is not, however, a textual lifting from the ROTJ novelization.] The Secret Country (2003 Firebird reprint) 139: [beginning of paragraph]"The sword rang as Patrick drew it, and the beast made a noise like a bucketful of water thrown into a patch of mud. All of this sounded hollow and horrible." 286: "They left great shining swaths in the clear air, like fireworks but unfading. Ted caught at the names of their motions as they fled under his mind: bind, double bind, circle parry, riposte." [end of paragraph] The Hidden Land (2003 Firebird reprint) 172: "Matthew's carefully laid-out pattern disinegrated within ten minutes. In that time, three squat scaled things came at Ted, who swung at them all and missed, and were dispatched by Matthew." [end of paragraph] THL 173: [start of paragraph] "Once he had cleared his mind, the sword seemed to come to life; or more likely, that undercurrent of knowledge from Edward was able to work its way up and direct his arm. Every time he tried to analyze what he was doing, he missed his aim and had to be rescued by Matthew. After the third rescue, Ted stopped trying to analyze anything. The day grew hotter." THL 179: "The sword was more use against them, and Edward's knowledge in the back of Ted's mind grew stronger. Ted put the sword through the face of the third person who attacked him, and stared horror-struck at the result." [end of paragraph] THL 182: [start of paragraph] "But as each man went down he blurred and wavered and became a small dark woman in leather armor; and as those were injured they turned into large fox-like creatures; and when they crumpled up bloodily they became inky shadows with red eyes, hugging the ground. Ted's and Randolph's swords went into them and came out smoking, but the shadows seemed none the worse for that."