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"Professor Flitwick brought it back just before you came around, said Hermione in a very small voice.
"I'll take it!" said Ron eagerly. "I've got to give Scabbers his rat tonic."
"Probably," said Ron. "Why?"
"Well, when it works correctly, It conjures up a Patronus," said Lupin, "which is a kind of anti- dementor -- a guardian that acts as a shield between you and the dementor."
"Ravenclaw'll have no chance, they're all on Cleansweep Sevens!"
"You are easily satisfied. Lupin is hardly overtaxing you -- I ,Would expect first years to be able to deal with Red Caps and grindylows. Today we shall discuss --"
There was a sound of heavy footsteps, then the door creaked open. Hagrid stood there with his eyes red and swollen, tears splashing down the front of his leather vest.
"You're winding me up," said Harry, looking at the ragged old bit of parchment.
To his great surprise, Hermione did not appear either excited or intrigued by the news. On the contrary, her face fell, and she bit her lip.
"You'd have thought Black and Potter were brothers!" chimed in Professor Flitwick. "Inseparable!"
Further to our inquiry into the attack by a hippogriff on a student in your class, we have accepted the assurances of Professor Dumbledore that you bear no responsibility for the regrettable incident.
"-- two rolls of parchment!"
It was extremely crowded, noisy, warm, and smoky. A curvy sort of woman with a pretty face was serving a bunch of rowdy warlock' up at the bar.
"Hogsmeade," said Harry, in a would-be casual voice.
"Who cares?" said Ron impatiently. "Listen, Harry, can I have a go on it? Can I?"
There was a loud crack, and Harry's cloudy Patronus vanished along with the dementor; he sank into a chair, feeling as exhausted as if he'd just run a mile, and felt his legs shaking. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Professor Lupin forcing the boggart back into the packing case with his wand; it had turned into a silvery orb again.