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Ron
still
looked
pale
and
clammy
.
He
had
made
no
attempt
to
sit
up
and
it
looked
as
though
he
was
too
weak
to
do
so
.
The
prospect
of
moving
him
was
daunting
.
"
Let
's
stay
here
for
now
,
"
Harry
said
.
Looking
relieved
,
Hermione
sprang
to
her
feet
.
"
Where
are
you
going
?
"
asked
Ron
.
"
If
we
're
staying
,
we
should
put
some
protective
enchantments
around
the
place
,
"
she
replied
,
and
raising
her
wand
,
she
began
to
walk
in
a
wide
circle
around
Harry
and
Ron
,
murmuring
incantations
as
she
went
.
Harry
saw
little
disturbances
in
the
surrounding
air
:
It
was
as
if
Hermione
had
cast
a
heat
haze
upon
their
clearing
.
"
Salvio
Hexia
...
Protego
Totalum
...
Repello
Muggletum
...
Muffliato
...
You
could
get
out
the
tent
,
Harry
...
"
"
Tent
?
"
"
In
the
bag
!
"
"
In
the
...
of
course
,
"
said
Harry
.
He
did
not
bother
to
grope
inside
it
this
time
,
but
used
another
Summoning
Charm
.
The
tent
emerged
in
a
lumpy
mass
of
canvas
,
rope
,
and
poles
.
Harry
recognized
it
,
partly
because
of
the
smell
of
cats
,
as
the
same
tent
in
which
they
had
slept
on
the
night
of
the
Quidditch
World
Cup
.
