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"You all right, Harry? You look funny," said Neville.
WHY ARE YOU WORRYING ABOUT
"Oh well, never mind that now!" said Hermione hastily. "Harry, oh, Harry. . ."
"We're going to need that time for studying, Ron!" said Hermione, as they set off down the corridor.
Raising an arm in cheery farewell, he headed out of the doors into the darkness.
"I've just said, haven't I? Maybe he doesn't care if I'm qualified. Maybe the job he wants me to do isn't something that you need to be qualified for," said Malfoy quietly.
"I can walk, thanks," said Harry irritably, jerking his arm out of the Auror's grip. He pushed his trolley directly at the solid barrier, ignoring his silent companion, and found himself, a second later, standing on platform nine and three-quarters, where the scarlet Hogwarts Express stood belching steam over the crowd.
Hermione's hand was fastest once more.
"Maybe he's broken his Hand of Glory" said Ron vaguely, as he attempted to straighten his broomstick's bent tail twigs. "Remember that shriveled-up arm Malfoy had?"
of Advanced Potion-Making. . . ."
'"Course it is," said Fred bracingly. "Come on, Harry, I'll give you a tour."
"Talking of Diagon Alley," said Mr. Weasley, "looks like Ollivander's gone too."
He glanced around. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were bending over the Pygmy Puffs. Mr. Weasley was delightedly examining a pack of Muggle marked playing cards. Fred and George were both helping customers. On the other side of the glass, Hagrid was standing with his back to them, looking up and down the street.
"Really, you shouldn't accuse — dangerous thing to say — wands away, please!"
Harry stifled a yawn behind his hand.