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The
bell
rang
.
They
hastily
shoved
the
cushions
back
into
Flitwick
's
cupboard
and
slipped
out
of
the
classroom
.
"
See
you
at
dinner
!
"
said
Hermione
,
and
she
set
off
for
Arithmancy
,
while
Harry
and
Ron
headed
toward
North
Tower
,
and
Divination
.
Broad
strips
of
dazzling
gold
sunlight
tell
across
the
corridor
from
the
high
windows
.
The
sky
outside
was
so
brightly
blue
it
looked
as
though
it
had
been
enameled
.
"
It
's
going
to
be
boiling
in
Trelawney
's
room
,
she
never
puts
out
that
fire
,
"
said
Ron
as
they
started
up
the
staircase
toward
the
silver
ladder
and
the
trapdoor
.
He
was
quite
right
.
The
dimly
lit
room
was
swelteringly
hot
.
The
fumes
from
the
perfumed
fire
were
heavier
than
ever
.
Harry
's
head
swam
as
he
made
his
way
over
to
one
of
the
curtained
windows
.
While
Professor
Trelawney
was
looking
the
other
way
,
disentangling
her
shawl
from
a
lamp
,
he
opened
it
an
inch
or
so
and
settled
back
in
his
chintz
armchair
,
so
that
a
soft
breeze
played
across
his
face
.
It
was
extremely
comfortable
.
"
My
dears
,
"
said
Professor
Trelawney
,
sitting
down
in
her
winged
armchair
in
front
of
the
class
and
peering
around
at
them
all
with
her
strangely
enlarged
eyes
,
"
we
have
almost
finished
our
work
on
planetary
divination
.
Today
,
however
,
will
be
an
excellent
opportunity
to
examine
the
effects
of
Mars
,
for
he
is
placed
most
interestingly
at
the
present
time
.
If
you
will
all
look
this
way
,
I
will
dim
the
lights
...
.
"
She
waved
her
wand
and
the
lamps
went
out
.
The
fire
was
the
only
source
of
light
now
.
Professor
Trelawney
bent
down
and
lifted
,
from
under
her
chair
,
a
miniature
model
of
the
solar
system
,
contained
within
a
glass
dome
.
It
was
a
beautiful
thing
;
each
of
the
moons
glimmered
in
place
around
the
nine
planets
and
the
fiery
sun
,
all
of
them
hanging
in
thin
air
beneath
the
glass
.
Harry
watched
lazily
as
Professor
Trelawney
began
to
point
out
the
fascinating
angle
Mars
was
making
to
Neptune
.
The
heavily
perfumed
fumes
washed
over
him
,
and
the
breeze
from
the
window
played
across
his
face
.
He
could
hear
an
insect
humming
gently
somewhere
behind
the
curtain
.
His
eyelids
began
to
droop
...
.
He
was
riding
on
the
back
of
an
eagle
owl
,
soaring
through
the
clear
blue
sky
toward
an
old
,
ivy-covered
house
set
high
on
a
hillside
.
Lower
and
lower
they
flew
,
the
wind
blowing
pleasantly
in
Harry
's
face
,
until
they
reached
a
dark
and
broken
window
in
the
upper
story
of
the
house
and
entered
.
Now
they
were
flying
along
a
gloomy
passageway
,
to
a
room
at
the
very
end
...
through
the
door
they
went
,
into
a
dark
room
whose
windows
were
boarded
up
...
.
Harry
had
left
the
owl
's
back
...
he
was
watching
,
now
,
as
it
fluttered
across
the
room
,
into
a
chair
with
its
back
to
him
...
.
There
were
two
dark
shapes
on
the
floor
beside
the
chair
...
both
of
them
were
stirring
...
.
One
was
a
huge
snake
...
the
other
was
a
man
...
a
short
,
balding
man
,
a
man
with
watery
eyes
and
a
pointed
nose
...
he
was
wheezing
and
sobbing
on
the
hearth
rug
...
.
"
You
are
in
luck
,
Wormtail
,
"
said
a
cold
,
high-pitched
voice
from
the
depths
of
the
chair
in
which
the
owl
had
landed
.
"
You
are
very
fortunate
indeed
.
Your
blunder
has
not
ruined
everything
.
He
is
dead
.
"
