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Ron and Hermione were crossing the grass to see what was going on.
"I know," said Harry, lying back in his four-poster and staring at the canopy above him. "I don't get it either."
Hagrid was wading toward them through the sea of books. In an instant he had pulled Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy apart. Mr. Weasley had a cut lip and Mr. Malfoy had been hit in the eye by an Encyclopedia of Toadstools. He was still holding Ginny's old Transfiguration book. He thrust it at her, his eyes glittering with malice.
by a large banner stretched across the upper windows:
He carried Errol to a perch just inside the back door and tried to stand him on it, but Errol flopped straight off again so Ron lay him on the draining board instead, muttering, "Pathetic." Then he ripped open Hermione's letter and read it out loud:
* 12-1 *
There was a very awkward pause.
"Quidditch practice!" said Wood. "Come on!"
Ron put his foot on the accelerator and drove them upward again, but as he did so, the engine began to whine.
A stooping man had appeared behind the counter, smoothing his greasy hair back from his face.
As they neared the greenhouses they saw the rest of the class standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had only just joined them when she came striding into view across the lawn, accompanied by Gilderoy Lockhart. Professor Sprout's arms were full of bandages, and with another twinge of guilt, Harry spotted the Whomping Willow in the distance, several of its branches now in slings.
toward him. Harry had just opened his mouth to say hello when Justin caught sight of him, turned abruptly, and sped off in the opposite direction.
frantic - she's coming now -"
But Ron's whole attention was fixed on the letter, which had begun to smoke at the corners.
"Not with me," said Mr. Malfoy, his long nostrils flaring.