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"You'd better put it back then, and mind you put it on the right shelves."
"I think this left sleeve could come up a little bit more, dear, let me just —"
"They're even staring at us? said Neville, indicating himself and Luna. "Because we're with you!"
"Look," said Ron delightedly, gazing ar his schedule, "we've got a free period now. . . and a free period after break . . . and after lunch . . . excellent."
"I think he just wanted to get out of there, Harry," said Hermione.
As he pushed past Harry into the darkening corridor, Zabini shot him a filthy look that Harry returned with interest. He, Ginny, and Neville followed Zabini back along the train.
The dungeon was, most unusually, already full of vapors and odd smells. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sniffed interestedly as they passed large, bubbling cauldrons. The four Slytherins took a table together, as did the four Ravenclaws. This left Harry, Ron, and Hermione to share a table with Ernie. They chose the one nearest a gold-colored cauldron that was emitting one of the most seductive scents Harry had ever inhaled: Somehow it reminded him simultaneously of treacle tart, the woody smell of a broomstick handle, and something flowery he thought he might have smelled at the Burrow. He found that he was breathing very slowly and deeply and that the potion's fumes seemed to be filling him up like drink. A great contentment stole over him; he grinned across at Ron, who grinned back lazily.
"Wrackspurt got you?" asked Luna sympathetically, peering at Harry through her enormous colored spectacles.
"This is Cormac McLaggen, perhaps you've come across each other ?? No?"
"Correct," said Mr. Weasley. "Now you can let me in."
"What's wrong with this thing?" said Zabini angrily as he smashed the sliding door repeatedly into Harry's foot.
"That gives you equal status with prefects!" cried Hermione happily. "You can use our special bathroom now and everything!"
"Only failed Divination and History of Magic, and who cares about them?" he said happily to Harry. "Here ?swap ?quot;
Borgin made a bow as deep as the one Harry had once seen him give Lucius Malfoy.
Harry said nothing. Belby, McLaggen, and Zabini were all staring at him.
Harry could not move a muscle. He lay there beneath the _ Invisibility Cloak feeling the blood from his nose flow, hot and wet, over his face, listening to the voices and footsteps in the corridor beyond. His immediate thought was that someone, would surely, would check the compartments before the train departed again. But at once came the dispiriting realization that even if somebody looked into the compartment, he would be neither seen nor heard. His best hope was that somebody else would walk in and step on him.（央视记者 徐海霞）
"Right," said Harry. He felt a strange twinge of annoyance as she walked away, her long red hair dancing behind her; he had become so used to her presence over the summer that he had almost forgotten that Ginny did not hang around with him, Ron, and Hermione while at school. Then he blinked and looked around: He was surrounded by mesmerized girls.。