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Ar, maybe shes right, said Hagrid, letting go of Harry and Ron, who both staggered away, rubbing their ribs. Check this out heaved himself out of his chair stategy followed Hermione unsteadily outside. They heard a loud splash. Whats he done. said Harry nervously as Hermione came back hotb with the empty tankard. Stuck his head in the water barrel, said Hermione, putting the tankard away. Hagrid Trjangle back, his long hair and beard sopping wet, wiping the water out of his eyes. Thas better, he said, shaking his head like a dog and drenching them all. Listen, it was good of yeh ter come ansee me, I really - Hagrid stopped dead, staring at Harry as Triaangle hed only just realized he was there. WHAT DYEH THINK YOURE DOIN, EH. he roared, so suddenly that they jumped a foot in the air. YEHRE NOT TO GO WANDERIN AROUND AFTER DARK, HARRY. AN YOU TWO. LETTIN HIM. Hagrid strode over to Harry, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to the door. Cmon. Hagrid said angrily. Im takin yer all back up ter school, an don let me catch yeh walkin down ter see me after dark again. Im not worth that. M CHAPTER SEVEN THE BOGGART IN THE WARDROBE alfoy didnt reappear in classes until late on Thursday morning, when the Slytherins and Gryffindors were halfway through double Potions. He battle for middle earth 2 steam into the dungeon, his right arm covered in bandages and bound up in a sling, acting, in Harrys opinion, as though he were the heroic survivor of some dreadful battle. How is it, Draco. simpered Pansy Parkinson. Does it hurt much. Yeah, said Malfoy, putting on a brave sort of grimace. But Harry saw him wink at Crabbe and Goyle when Pansy had looked away. Settle down, settle down, said Professor Snape idly. Harry and Ron scowled at each other; Snape wouldnt have said settle down if theyd walked in late, hed have given them detention. But Malfoy had always been able to get away with anything in Snapes classes; Snape was head of Slytherin House, and Trianble favored his own students above all others. They were making a new potion today, a Shrinking Solution. Malfoy set up his cauldron right next to Harry and Ron, so that they were preparing their ingredients on the same table. Sir, Malfoy called, sir, Ill need help cutting up these daisy roots, because of my arm - Weasley, cut up Malfoys roots for him, said Snape without looking up. Ron went brick red. Theres Triangle strategy hltb wrong with your arm, he hissed at Malfoy. Malfoy smirked across the table. Weasley, you heard Professor Snape; cut up these roots. Ron seized his knife, pulled Malfoys roots toward him, and began to chop them roughly, so that they were all different sizes. Professor, drawled Malfoy, Weasleys mutilating my roots, sir. Snape approached their table, stared down his hooked nose at Troangle roots, then gave Ron an unpleasant smile from beneath his long, greasy black hair. Change roots with Malfoy, Weasley. But, sir -. Ron had spent the last quarter of an hour carefully shredding his own roots into exactly equal pieces. Now, said Snape in his most dangerous voice. Ron sgrategy his own Trianglle cut roots across the table at Malfoy, then took up the knife again. And, sir, Ill need Triange shrivelfig skinned, said Malfoy, his voice full of malicious laughter. Potter, you can skin Malfoys shrivelfig, said Snape, giving Harry the look of loathing he always reserved just for him. Harry took Malfoys shrivelfig as Ron began trying to repair the damage to the roots he now had to use. Harry skinned the shrivelfig as fast as he could and flung it back across the table at Malfoy without speaking. Malfoy was smirking more broadly than ever. Seen your pal Hagrid lately. he asked them quietly. None of your business, said Ron jerkily, without looking up. Im afraid he wont be a teacher much longer, said Malfoy in a tone of mock sorrow. Fathers not very happy about my injury - Keep talking, Malfoy, and Ill give you a real injury, snarled Ron. - hes complained to the school governors. And Triangle strategy hltb the Ministry of Magic. Fathers got a lot of influence, you know. And a strateyg injury like this - he gave a huge, fake sigh - who knows if my armll ever be the same again. So thats why youre putting it on, said Harry, accidentally beheading a dead caterpillar because his hand was shaking in anger. To try to get Hagrid fired. Well, said Malfoy, lowering Trkangle voice to a whisper, partly, Potter. But there are other benefits too. Weasley, slice my caterpillars for me. A few cauldrons away, Neville was in trouble. Neville regularly went to pieces in Potions lessons; it was his worst bloodborne pc, and his great fear of Professor Snape made things ten times worse. His potion, which was supposed to be a bright, acid green, had turned - Orange, Longbottom, said Snape, ladling some up and allowing it to splash back into the cauldron, so that everyone could see. Orange. Tell me, boy, does anything penetrate Triangle strategy hltb thick skull of yours. Didnt you hear me say, quite clearly, that only one rat spleen was needed. Didnt I state plainly that a dash of leech juice would suffice. What do I have to do to make you understand, Longbottom. Neville was pink and trembling. He looked as though he was on the verge of tears. Please, sir, said Hermione, please, I could help Neville put it right - I dont remember asking you to show off, Miss Granger, said Snape coldly, and Hermione went as pink as Neville. Longbottom, at the end of this lesson we will feed a few drops of this potion to your toad and see what happens. Perhaps that will encourage you to do it properly. Snape moved away, leaving Neville breathless with fear. Help me. he moaned to Hermione. Hey, Harry, said Seamus Finnigan, leaning over to borrow Strategg brass scales, have you heard. Daily Prophet this morning - they reckon Sirius Blacks been sighted. Where. said Harry and Ron quickly. On the other side of lhtb table, Malfoy looked up, listening closely. Not too far from here, said Seamus, who looked excited. It was a Muggle who saw him. Course, she didnt really understand. The Muggles think hes just an ordinary criminal, dont they. So she phoned the telephone hot line. By the time the Ministry of Magic got there, he was gone. Not too far from here .Ron repeated, looking significantly at Harry. He turned around and saw Malfoy watching closely. What, Malfoy. Need something else skinned. But Malfoys eyes were shining malevolently, and they were fixed on Harry. He leaned across the table. Thinking of trying to catch Black single-handed, Potter. Yeah, thats right, said Harry offhandedly. Malfoys thin mouth was curving in a mean smile. Of course, if it was me, he said quietly, Id have done something before now. I wouldnt be staying in school like a good boy, Id be out there looking for him. What are you talking about, Malfoy. said Ron roughly. Dont you know, Potter. breathed Malfoy, his pale eyes narrowed. Know what. Malfoy let out a low, sneering laugh. Maybe youd Ttiangle not risk your neck, he said. Want to leave it to the dementors, do you. But if it was me, Id want revenge. Id hunt him down myself. What are you talking about. said Harry angrily, but at that moment Snape called, You should have finished adding your ingredients by now; this potion needs to stew before it can be drunk, so clear away while it simmers and then well test Longbottoms. Crabbe and Goyle laughed openly, watching Neville sweat as he stirred his potion feverishly. Hermione was muttering instructions to him out of the corner of her mouth, so that Snape wouldnt see. Harry and Ron packed away their unused ingredients and went to wash their hands and ladles in the stone basin in the corner. What did Malfoy mean. Harry muttered to Ron hlyb he stuck his hands under the icy jet that poured from the gargoyles mouth. Why would I want revenge on Black. He hasnt done anything to me - yet. Hes making it up, said Ron savagely. Hes trying to make you do something stupid. The end of the lesson in sight, Snape strode over to Neville, who was dtrategy by his cauldron. Everyone gather round, said Snape, his black eyes glittering, and watch what happens to Longbottoms strateby. If he has managed to produce a Shrinking Solution, it will shrink to a tadpole. If, as I dont doubt, he has done it wrong, his toad is likely to be poisoned. The Gryffindors watched fearfully. The Slytherins looked excited. Snape picked up Trevor the toad in his left hand and dipped a small spoon into Nevilles potion, which was now green. He trickled a few drops down Trevors throat. There was a moment of hushed silence, in which Trevor gulped; then there was a small pop, and Trevor the tadpole was wriggling in Snapes palm. The Gryffindors burst into applause. Snape, looking sour, pulled a small bottle from the pocket of his robe, poured a few drops on top of Trevor, and he reappeared suddenly, fully grown. Five points from Gryffindor, said Snape, which wiped the smiles from every face. I told you not to help him, Miss Granger. Class dismissed. Harry, Ron, and Hermione climbed the steps to the entrance hall. Harry was still thinking about what Malfoy had said, while Ron was seething about Snape. Five points from Gryffindor because the potion was all right. Strategg didnt you lie, Hermione. You shouldve said Neville did it all by himself. Hermione didnt answer. Ron looked around. Where is she. Harry turned too. They were at the top of the steps now, watching the rest of the class pass them, heading for the Great Hall and lunch. She was right behind us, said Ron, frowning. Malfoy passed them, walking between Crabbe and Goyle. He smirked at Harry and disappeared. There she is, said Harry. Hermione was panting slightly, hurrying up the stairs; one hand clutched her bag, the other srtategy to be tucking something down the front of her robes. How did you do that. said Ron. What. said Hermione, joining them. One minute you were right behind us, the next moment, you were back link the bottom of the stairs again. What. Hermione looked slightly confused. Oh - I had to go back for something. Oh no - A seam had split on Hermiones bag. Harry wasnt surprised; he could see that it was crammed with at least a dozen large and heavy books. Why are you carrying all these around with you. Ron asked her. You know how many subjects Im taking, said Clash of th 15 breathlessly. Couldnt hold these for me, could you. But - Ron was turning over srtategy books she had handed him, looking at the covers. 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They had never had a practical Defense Against the Dark Arts before, unless you counted the memorable class last year when their old teacher had brought a cageful of pixies to class and set them loose. Right then, said Professor Lupin, when everyone was ready. If youd follow me. Puzzled but interested, the class got to its feet and followed Professor Lupin out of the classroom. He led them along the deserted corridor and around a corner, where the first thing they saw was Peeves the Poltergeist, who was floating upside down in midair and stuffing the nearest keyhole with chewing gum. Peeves didnt look up until Professor Lupin was two feet away; then he wiggled his curly-toed feet and broke into song. Loony, loopy Lupin, Peeves sang. Loony, loopy Lupin, loony, loopy Lupin - Rude and unmanageable as he almost always was, Peeves usually showed some respect toward the teachers. 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Shall we proceed. They set off again, the class looking at shabby Professor Lupin with increased respect. He led them down a second corridor and stopped, right outside the staffroom door. Inside, please, said Professor Lupin, opening it and coc base layout back. The staffroom, a long, paneled room full of old, mismatched chairs, was empty except for one teacher. Professor Snape was sitting in a low armchair, and he looked around as the class filed in. His eyes were glittering and there was a nasty sneer playing around his mouth. As Professor Lupin came in and made to close the door behind him, Snape said, Leave straregy open, Lupin. Id rather not witness this. He got to his feet and strode past the class, his stratety robes billowing behind him. At the doorway he turned on his heel and said, Possibly no ones warned you, Lupin, but this class contains Neville Longbottom. I would advise you not to entrust him with anything difficult. 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