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"Did you have any particular reason for doing so, or was it a mere whim?"
Ron and Hermione would think that he had left the train without them. Once they arrived at Hogwarts and took their places in the Great Hall, looked up and down the Gryffindor table a few times, and finally realized that he was not there, he, no doubt, would be halfway back to London.
Harry's stomach squirmed. He wished he had eaten less breakfast.
"The very best of evenings to you!" he said, smiling broadly, his arms opened wide as though to embrace the whole room.
"So, Zabini," said Malfoy, "what did Slughorn want?"
She gripped both Harry and Ron tightly around the elbows.
"I know, dear, but it's Ministry procedure, and I have to set an example. Something smells good ?onion soup?"
You believe . . . like you haven't watched them all come and go, hoping you'd be next, thought Harry scathingly.
— safe in my hands."
"Sounds like the sort of mental thing Dumbledore would say," said Ron.
But Knockturn Alley, the side street devoted to the Dark Arts, looked completely deserted. They peered into windows as they passed, but none of the shops seemed to have any customers at all. Harry supposed it was a bit of a giveaway in these dangerous and suspicious times to buy Dark artifacts — or at least, to be seen buying them.
"So you persuaded Horace Slughorn to take the job?"
"Yes, sir," said Harry.
"I'm your brother!"
Neither Harry nor Ron bought any ingredients at the Apothecary, seeing that they were no longer studying Potions, but both bought large boxes of owl nuts for Hedwig and Pigwidgeon at Eeylops Owl Emporium. Then, with Mrs. Weasley checking her watch every minute or so, they headed farther along the street in search of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, the joke shop run by Fred and George.。