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"
Sorry
--
Reducio
.
"
The
spider
did
not
shrink
.
Harry
looked
down
at
the
blackthorn
wand
.
Every
minor
spell
he
had
cast
with
it
so
far
that
day
had
seemed
less
powerful
than
those
he
had
produced
with
his
phoenix
wand
.
The
new
one
felt
intrusively
unfamiliar
,
like
having
somebody
else
's
hand
sewn
to
the
end
of
his
arm
.
"
You
just
need
to
practice
,
"
said
Hermione
,
who
had
approached
them
noiselessly
from
behind
and
had
stood
watching
anxiously
as
Harry
tried
to
enlarge
and
reduce
the
spider
.
"
It
's
all
a
matter
of
confidence
,
Harry
.
"
He
knew
why
she
wanted
it
to
be
all
right
;
She
still
felt
guilty
about
breaking
his
wand
.
He
bit
back
the
retort
that
sprung
to
his
lips
,
that
she
could
take
the
blackthorn
wand
if
she
thought
it
made
no
difference
,
and
he
would
have
hers
instead
.
Keen
for
them
all
to
be
friends
again
,
however
,
he
agreed
;
but
when
Ron
gave
Hermione
a
tentative
smile
,
she
stalked
off
and
vanished
behind
her
book
once
more
.
All
three
of
them
returned
to
the
tent
when
darkness
fell
,
and
Harry
took
first
watch
.
Sitting
in
the
entrance
,
he
tried
to
make
the
blackthorn
wand
levitate
small
stones
at
his
feet
;
but
his
magic
still
seemed
clumsier
and
less
powerful
than
it
had
done
before
.
Hermione
was
lying
on
her
bunk
reading
,
while
Ron
,
after
many
nervous
glances
up
at
her
,
had
taken
a
small
wooden
wireless
out
of
his
rucksack
and
started
to
try
to
tune
it
.
"
There
's
this
one
program
,
"
he
told
Harry
in
a
low
voice
,
"
that
tells
the
news
like
it
really
is
.
All
the
others
are
on
You-Know-Who
's
side
and
are
following
the
Ministry
line
,
but
this
one
...
you
wait
till
you
hear
it
,
it
's
great
.
Only
they
ca
n't
do
it
every
night
,
they
have
to
keep
changing
locations
in
case
they
're
raided
and
you
need
a
password
to
tune
in
...
Trouble
is
,
I
missed
the
last
one
...
"
He
drummed
lightly
on
the
top
of
the
radio
with
his
wand
muttering
random
words
under
his
breath
.
He
threw
Hermione
many
covert
glances
,
plainly
fearing
an
angry
outburst
,
but
for
all
the
notice
she
took
of
him
he
might
not
have
been
there
.
For
ten
minutes
or
so
Ron
tapped
and
muttered
,
Hermione
turned
the
pages
of
her
book
,
and
Harry
continued
to
practice
with
the
blackthorn
wand
.
Finally
Hermione
climbed
down
from
her
bunk
.
Ron
ceased
his
tapping
at
once
.
"
If
it
's
annoying
you
,
I
'll
stop
!
"
he
told
Hermione
nervously
.
Hermione
did
not
deign
to
respond
,
but
approached
Harry
.
