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“And so what if he did, then?” Gaunt said defiantly to Ogden, “I expect you've wiped the Muggle's filthy face clean for him, and his memory to boot—”

“But look,” said Ron, laughing, “see this morning? Nine o'clock, Divination. And underneath, nine o'clock, Muggle Studies. And —” Ron leaned closer to the timetable, disbelieving, “look — underneath that, Arithmancy, nine o'clock. I mean, I know you're good, Hermione, but no one's that good. How're you supposed to be in three classes at once?”

“Dean?”

“Bear a hand with the boy,” cried Sikes, beckoning furiously to

“Buried how long?”

“Everyone all right?” said Mrs. Weasley. “Got your robes? Right then, we can pop in at the Apothecary and Eeylops on the way to Fred and George's... stick close, now...”

“And when has anyone ever paid attention to what Filch has banned?” asked Hermione, still concentrating on her essay.

“But why didn't he turn you in?”

“Come on,” Harry whispered, “we’ve got to get out of here.”