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"Dawlish, that Auror Dumbledore attacked last year?"
"Mrs. Weasley, you're quite, quite sure no owls have arrived this morning?"
". . . you are, I believe, complete novices in the use of nonverbal spells. What is the advantage of a nonverbal spell?"
"It was, but you told me I had to get an 'Outstanding' in my O.W.L., Professor."
"I'm your brother!"
"Yeah, but not today," said Ron. "Today's going to be a real doss, I reckon."
It's the most powerful love porion in the world!" said Hermione.
Harry had never hated Malfoy more than as he lay there, like an absurd turtle on its back, blood dripping sickeningly into his open mouth. What a stupid situation to have landed himself in... and now the last few footsteps were dying away; everyone was shuffling along the dark platform outside; he could hear the scraping of trunks and loud babble of talk.
"Well, I assume so, as Longbottom was there," said Zabini indifferently.
"But I haven't got three Galleons, nine Sickles!"
"Don't, don't, don't!" said Hermione, flapping her hands hysterically. "I know I've failed everything!"
Having always traveled there by carriage, Harry had never before appreciated just how far Hogwarts was from Hogsmeade Station. With great relief he finally saw the tall pillars on either side of the gates, each topped with a winged boar. He was cold, he was hungry and he was quite keen to leave this new, gloomy Tonks behind. But when he put out a hand to push open the gates, he found them chained shut.
He meandered off into a long-winded reminiscence, but Harry had the distinct impression that Slughorn had not finished with him, and that he had not been convinced by Neville and Ginny.