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"Don't be so sure!" said Lockhart, waggling a finger annoyingly at Seamus. "Devilish tricky little blighters they can be!"
"Ron! Ron! Are you all right?" squealed Hermione.
Trying hard to bear all this in mind, Harry took a pinch of Floo powder and walked to the edge of the fire. He took a deep breath, scattered the powder into the flames, and stepped forward; the fire felt like a warm breeze; he opened his mouth and immediately swallowed a lot of hot ash.
"Please, sir, don't legends always have a basis in fact?"
A clock chimed somewhere.
"Noooooo!" Ron yelled, swinging the steering wheel around; they missed the dark stone wall by inches as the car turned in a great arc, soaring over the dark greenhouses, then the vegetable patch, and then out over the black lawns, losing altitude all the time.
"Molly, dear -"
presented with the entire works of Gilderoy Lockhart. Staggering slightly under their weight, he managed to make his way out of the limelight to the edge of the room, where Ginny was standing next to her new cauldron.
"But I booked the field!" said Wood, positively spitting with rage. "I booked it!"
They went, as quickly as they could without actually running. When they were a floor up from Lockhart's office, they turned into
"Well, we'll manage," said Mrs. Weasley, but she looked worried. "I expect we'll be able to pick up a lot of Ginny's things secondhand."
THE WRTITING ON THE WALL
Professor Binns was looking at her in such amazement, Harry was sure no student had ever interrupted him before, alive or dead.