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The hippogriff was still staring haughtily at him. It didn't move.
"That's enough, now," said Mrs. Weasley.
The Gryffindors burst into applause. Snape, looking sour, pulled a small bottle from the pocket of his robe, poured a few drops on top of Trevor, and he reappeared suddenly, fully grown.
None of them spoke.
"It was here, on the bedside table, I took it off for polishing
Everyone except Percy and Mrs. Weasley snorted into their pudding.
"What's she talking about?" he said to Harry. "She hasn't been to an Arithmancy class yet."
"Well -- that thing -- the dementor -- stood there and looked around (I mean, I think it did, I couldn't see its face) -- and you -- you
"Bang him on the counter," said the witch, pulling a pair of heavy black spectacles out of her pocket.
"Well, they do," said Hermione. "Everybody knows about Harry and You-Know-Who."
Silently the class took their teacups back to Professor Trelawney, packed away their books, and closed their bags. Even Ron was avoiding Harry's eyes.
Crack! The eyeball became a severed hand, which flipped over and began to creep along the floor like a crab.
"It's all Malfoy's fault, Hagrid!" said Hermione earnestly.
Harry didn't understand. He felt weak and shivery, as though he were recovering from a bad bout of flu; he also felt the beginnings of shame. Why had he gone to pieces like that, when no one else had?
Harry turned too. They were at the top of the steps now, watching the rest of the class pass them, heading for the Great Hall and lunch.