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"
Can
we
move
?
I
feel
sick
,
"
said
Ron
.
They
had
barely
turned
around
,
however
,
when
a
little
man
swooped
suddenly
from
under
the
table
and
came
to
a
halt
in
midair
before
them
.
"
Hello
,
Peeves
,
"
said
Harry
cautiously
.
Unlike
the
ghosts
around
them
,
Peeves
the
Poltergeist
was
the
very
reverse
of
pale
and
transparent
.
He
was
wearing
a
bright
orange
party
hat
,
a
revolving
bow
tie
,
and
a
broad
grin
on
his
wide
,
wicked
face
.
"
Nibbles
?
"
he
said
sweetly
,
offering
them
a
bowl
of
peanuts
covered
in
fungus
.
"
No
thanks
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
Heard
you
talking
about
poor
Myrtle
,
"
said
Peeves
,
his
eyes
dancing
.
"
Rude
you
was
about
poor
Myrtle
.
"
He
took
a
deep
breath
and
bellowed
,
"
OY
!
MYRTLE
!
"
"
Oh
,
no
,
Peeves
,
do
n't
tell
her
what
I
said
,
she
'll
be
really
upset
,
"
Hermione
whispered
frantically
.
"
I
did
n't
mean
it
,
I
do
n't
mind
her
-
er
,
hello
,
Myrtle
.
"
The
squat
ghost
of
a
girl
had
glided
over
.
She
had
the
glummest
face
Harry
had
ever
seen
,
half-hidden
behind
lank
hair
and
thick
,
pearly
spectacles
.
