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Hermione told him about the hate mail she had received that morning, and the envelope full of bubotuber pus.
"Yes, but this is the law" said Hermione, looking scared. "This isn't some silly school rule. . . . They'll get a lot more than detention for blackmail! Ron. . . maybe you'd
"It's my business if you're blackmailing someone," said Ron. "George's right, you could end up in serious trouble for that."
"What made you think he'd really stopped supporting Voldemort, Professor?"
Harry started. He looked around. Then he looked on his other side.
"Crucio!" said the cold voice.
No doubt he was hoping for an excuse to take a round fifty points from Gryffindor before the end of the class.
It comes down to this," said Hermione, rubbing her forehead. "Either Mr. Crouch attacked Viktor, or somebody else attacked both of them when Viktor wasn't looking."
Harry turned away from the window and stared up into the rafters. The many perches were half-empty; every now and then, another owl would swoop in through one of the windows, returning from its night's hunting with a mouse in its beak.
It was an irritable sort of day after that. Harry got so tired of Ron and Hermione sniping at each other over their homework in the common room that he took Sirius's food up to the Owlery that evening on his own.
Harry tore up the stone steps, through the oak front doors, and off up the marble staircase, toward the second floor.
He could hear voices from inside the office. He stepped off the moving staircase and hesitated, listening.
"Vot is wrong with him?"
"How many subscriptions did you take out?" said Harry, seizing Hermione's goblet before it was knocked over by the cluster of owls, all of whom were jostling close to her, trying to deliver their own letter first.
"'. . . Harry Potter's well-wishers must hope that, next time, he bestows his heart upon a worthier candidate.' How very touching," sneered Snape, rolling up the magazine to continued gales of laughter from the Slytherins. "Well, I think I had better separate the three of you, so you can keep your minds on your potions rather than on your tangled love lives. Weasley, you stay here. Miss Granger, over there, beside Miss Parkinson.