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"
Do
n't
!
"
squealed
Hermione
.
Startled
,
Harry
looked
over
just
in
time
to
see
her
burst
into
tears
over
her
copy
of
Spellman
's
Syllabary
.
"
Oh
no
,
"
said
Harry
,
struggling
to
get
up
from
the
old
camp
bed
.
"
Hermione
,
I
was
n't
trying
to
upset
--
"
But
with
a
great
creaking
of
rusty
bedsprings
,
Ron
bounded
off
the
bed
and
got
there
first
.
One
arm
around
Hermione
,
he
fished
in
his
jeans
pocket
and
withdrew
a
revolting-looking
handkerchief
that
he
had
used
to
clean
out
the
oven
earlier
.
Hastily
pulling
out
his
wand
,
he
pointed
it
at
the
rag
and
said
,
"
Tergeo
.
"
The
wand
siphoned
off
most
of
the
grease
.
Looking
rather
pleased
with
himself
,
Ron
handed
the
slightly
smoking
handkerchief
to
Hermione
.
"
Oh
...
thanks
,
Ron
...
.
I
'm
sorry
...
.
"
She
blew
her
nose
and
hiccupped
.
"
It
's
just
so
awf-ful
,
is
n't
it
?
R-right
after
Dumbledore
...
I
j-just
n-never
imagined
Mad-Eye
dying
,
somehow
,
he
seemed
so
tough
!
"
"
Yeah
,
I
know
,
"
said
Ron
,
giving
her
a
squeeze
.
"
But
you
know
what
he
'd
say
to
us
if
he
was
here
?
"
"
'
C-constant
vigilance
,
'
"
said
Hermione
,
mopping
her
eyes
.
"
That
's
right
,
"
said
Ron
,
nodding
.
"
He
'd
tell
us
to
learn
from
what
happened
to
him
.
And
what
I
've
learned
is
not
to
trust
that
cowardly
little
squit
,
Mundungus
.
"
Hermione
gave
a
shaky
laugh
and
leaned
forward
to
pick
up
two
more
books
.
A
second
later
,
Ron
had
snatched
his
arm
back
from
around
her
shoulders
;
she
had
dropped
The
Monster
of
Monsters
on
his
foot
.
The
book
had
broken
free
from
its
restraining
belt
and
snapped
viciously
at
Ron
's
ankle
.
