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"Shut up, Malfoy," Harry repeated.
Professor McGonagall opened the classroom door at that moment, which was perhaps lucky; Hermione and Ron were looking daggers at each other, and when they got into class, they seated themselves on either side of Harry and didn't talk to each other for the whole class.
"And Snape in that hat!" "And my mummy!"
"Look at him!" he said furiously to Hermione, dangling Scabbers in front of her. "He's skin and bone! You keep that cat away from him!"
They were there, both of them, sitting outside Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor -- Ron looking incredibly freckly, Her,,one very brown, both waving frantically at him.
He and Hermione sat down on either side of Ron, who had saved them seats.
The words had hardly left him when the train started to slow down.
They hurried after him along the corridor, following the sound of his armor. Every now and then they spotted him running through a picture ahead.
"I'm afraid he won't be a teacher much longer," said Malfoy in a tone of mock sorrow. "Father's not very happy about my injury --"
"R -- r -- riddikulus! "squeaked Neville.
He strode away from them into the forest and out of sight.
There was a roar of laughter; the boggart paused, confused, and Professor Lupin shouted, "Parvati! Forward!"
She snatched up her bag and stalked away.
"He's making it up," said Ron savagely. "He's trying to make you do something stupid...."
Hagrid was sitting in his shirtsleeves at his scrubbed wooden table; his boarhound, Fang, had his head in Hagrid's lap. One look told them that Hagrid had been drinking a lot; there was a pewter tankard almost as big as a bucket in front of him, and he seemed to be having difficulty getting them into focus.