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"
Are
you
going
to
tell
us
-
?
"
Hermione
shook
her
head
warningly
and
glanced
at
Mrs.
Weasley
.
"
Hello
,
Hermione
,
"
said
Mrs.
Weasley
,
much
more
stiffly
than
usual
.
"
Hello
,
"
said
Hermione
,
her
smile
faltering
at
the
cold
expression
on
Mrs.
Weasley
's
face
.
Harry
looked
between
them
,
then
said
,
"
Mrs.
Weasley
,
you
did
n't
believe
that
rubbish
Rita
Skeeter
wrote
in
Witch
Weekly
,
did
you
?
Because
Hermione
's
not
my
girlfriend
.
"
"
Oh
!
"
said
Mrs.
Weasley
"
No
-
of
course
I
did
n't
!
"
But
she
became
considerably
warmer
toward
Hermione
after
that
.
Harry
,
Bill
,
and
Mrs.
Weasley
whiled
away
the
afternoon
with
a
long
walk
around
the
castle
,
and
then
returned
to
the
Great
Hall
for
the
evening
feast
.
Ludo
Bagman
and
Cornelius
Fudge
had
joined
the
staff
table
now
.
Bagman
looked
quite
cheerful
,
but
Cornelius
Fudge
,
who
was
sitting
next
to
Madame
Maxime
,
looked
stern
and
was
not
talking
.
Madame
Maxime
was
concentrating
on
her
plate
,
and
Harry
thought
her
eyes
looked
red
.
Hagrid
kept
glancing
along
the
table
at
her
,
There
were
more
courses
than
usual
,
but
Harry
,
who
was
starting
to
feel
really
nervous
now
,
did
n't
eat
much
.
As
the
enchanted
ceiling
overhead
began
to
fade
from
blue
to
a
dusky
purple
,
Dumbledore
rose
to
his
feet
at
the
staff
table
,
and
silence
fell
.
