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While
Mr.
Weasley
repaired
the
damage
and
Hagrid
shouted
apologies
to
anybody
who
would
listen
,
Harry
hurried
back
to
the
entrance
to
find
Ron
face-to-face
with
a
most
eccentric-looking
wizard
.
Slightly
cross-eyed
,
with
shoulder-length
white
hair
the
texture
of
candyfloss
,
he
wore
a
cap
whose
tassel
dangled
in
front
of
his
nose
and
robes
of
an
eye-watering
shade
of
egg-yolk
yellow
.
An
odd
symbol
,
rather
like
a
triangular
eye
,
glistened
from
a
golden
chain
around
his
neck
.
"
Xenophilius
Lovegood
,
"
he
said
,
extending
a
hand
to
Harry
,
"
my
daughter
and
I
live
just
over
the
hill
,
so
kind
of
the
good
Weasleys
to
invite
us
.
But
I
think
you
know
my
Luna
?
"
he
added
to
Ron
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
Is
n't
she
with
you
?
"
"
She
lingered
in
that
charming
little
garden
to
say
hello
to
the
gnomes
,
such
a
glorious
infestation
!
How
few
wizards
realize
just
how
much
we
can
learn
from
the
wise
little
gnomes
--
or
,
to
give
them
their
correct
name
,
the
Gernumbli
gardensi
.
"
"
Ours
do
know
a
lot
of
excellent
swear
words
,
"
said
Ron
,
"
but
I
think
Fred
and
George
taught
them
those
.
"
He
led
a
party
of
warlocks
into
the
marquee
as
Luna
rushed
up
.
"
Hello
,
Harry
!
"
she
said
.
"
Er
--
my
name
's
Barny
,
"
said
Harry
,
flummoxed
.
"
Oh
,
have
you
changed
that
too
?
"
she
asked
brightly
.
