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"I was hoping that Neville would assist me with the first stage of the operation," he said, "and I am sure he will perform it admirably."
"NO, CROOKSHANKS, NO!" cried the witch, but Scabbers, shot from between her hands like a bar of soap, landed splay-legged on the floor, and then scampered for the door.
"Harry? Is that you? What's happening?"
"Who's that?" said Malfoy, taking an automatic step backward as he spotted Lupin.
Harry waited for the rest of the class to disappear, then headed nervously for Professor McGonagall's desk.
"Well, look at it logically," said Hermione, turning to the rest of the group- "I mean, Binky didn't even die today, did he? Lavender just got the news today-" Lavender wailed loudly. "- and she can't have been dreading it, because it's come as a real shock --"
He scowled at the dark ceiling. Did they think he couldn't look after himself? He'd escaped Lord Voldemort three times; he wasn't completely useless....
"No," said Ron, looking anxiously at Harry again. "Ginny was shaking like mad, though...."
Crack! The eyeball became a severed hand, which flipped over and began to creep along the floor like a crab.
"We must be nearly there," said Ron, leaning forward to look past Professor Lupin at the now completely black window.
"How d'you know that?"
The only time Harry and Malfoy had faced each other in a Quidditch match, Malfoy had definitely come off worse. Feeling slightly more cheerful, Harry helped himself to sausages and fried tomatoes.
They set off again, the class looking at shabby Professor Lupin with increased respect. He led them down a second corridor and stopped, right outside the staffroom door.
The class broke into applause, all except for Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were looking deeply disappointed.
"This is a useful little spell, he told the class over his shoulder. "Please watch closely."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stared at one another, stunned. Then they joined in with the applause, which was tumultuous at the Gryffindor table in particular. Harry leaned forward to see Hagrid, who was ruby-red in the face and staring down at his enormous hands, his wide grin hidden in the tangle of his black beard.