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Harry
pushed
his
porridge
away
.
His
insides
were
burning
with
guilt
.
Mr.
Weasley
was
facing
an
inquiry
at
work
.
After
all
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Weasley
had
done
for
him
over
the
summer
...
But
he
had
no
time
to
dwell
on
this
;
Professor
McGonagall
was
moving
along
the
Gryffindor
table
,
handing
out
course
schedules
.
Harry
took
his
and
saw
that
they
had
double
Herbology
with
the
Hufflepuffs
first
.
Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
left
the
castle
together
,
crossed
the
vegetable
patch
,
and
made
for
the
greenhouses
,
where
the
magical
plants
were
kept
.
At
least
the
Howler
had
done
one
good
thing
:
Hermione
seemed
to
think
they
had
now
been
punished
enough
and
was
being
perfectly
friendly
again
.
As
they
neared
the
greenhouses
they
saw
the
rest
of
the
class
standing
outside
,
waiting
for
Professor
Sprout
.
Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
had
only
just
joined
them
when
she
came
striding
into
view
across
the
lawn
,
accompanied
by
Gilderoy
Lockhart
.
Professor
Sprout
's
arms
were
full
of
bandages
,
and
with
another
twinge
of
guilt
,
Harry
spotted
the
Whomping
Willow
in
the
distance
,
several
of
its
branches
now
in
slings
.
Professor
Sprout
was
a
squat
little
witch
who
wore
a
patched
hat
over
her
flyaway
hair
;
there
was
usually
a
large
amount
of
earth
on
her
clothes
and
her
fingernails
would
have
made
Aunt
Petunia
faint
.
Gilderoy
Lockhart
,
however
,
was
immaculate
in
sweeping
robes
of
turquoise
,
his
golden
hair
shining
under
a
perfectly
positioned
turquoise
hat
with
gold
trimming
.
"
Oh
,
hello
there
!
"
he
called
,
beaming
around
at
the
assembled
students
.
"
Just
been
showing
Professor
Sprout
the
right
way
to
doctor
a
Whomping
Willow
!
But
I
do
n't
want
you
running
away
with
the
idea
that
I
'm
better
at
Herbology
than
she
is
!
I
just
happen
to
have
met
several
of
these
exotic
plants
on
my
travels
...
"
"
Greenhouse
three
today
,
chaps
!
"
said
Professor
Sprout
,
who
was
looking
distinctly
disgruntled
,
not
at
all
her
usual
cheerful
self
.
There
was
a
murmur
of
interest
.
They
had
only
ever
worked
in
greenhouse
one
before
-
greenhouse
three
housed
far
more
interesting
and
dangerous
plants
.
Professor
Sprout
took
a
large
key
from
her
belt
and
unlocked
the
door
.
Harry
caught
a
whiff
of
damp
earth
and
fertilizer
mingling
with
the
heavy
perfume
of
some
giant
,
umbrella-sized
flowers
dangling
from
the
ceiling
.
He
was
about
to
follow
Ron
and
Hermione
inside
when
Lockhart
's
hand
shot
out
.
"
Harry
!
I
've
been
wanting
a
word
-
you
do
n't
mind
if
he
's
a
couple
of
minutes
late
,
do
you
,
Professor
Sprout
?
"
Judging
by
Professor
Sprout
's
scowl
,
she
did
mind
,
but
Lockhart
said
,
"
That
's
the
ticket
,
"
and
closed
the
greenhouse
door
in
her
face
.
