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Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
turned
sharply
.
Draco
Malfoy
was
standing
alone
nearby
,
leaning
against
a
tree
,
looking
utterly
relaxed
.
His
arms
folded
,
he
seemed
to
have
been
watching
the
scene
at
the
campsite
through
a
gap
in
the
trees
.
Ron
told
Malfoy
to
do
something
that
Harry
knew
he
would
never
have
dared
say
in
front
of
Mrs.
Weasley
.
"
Language
,
Weasley
,
"
said
Malfoy
,
his
pale
eyes
glittering
.
"
Had
n't
you
better
be
hurrying
along
,
now
?
You
would
n't
like
her
spotted
,
would
you
?
"
He
nodded
at
Hermione
,
and
at
the
same
moment
,
a
blast
like
a
bomb
sounded
from
the
campsite
,
and
a
flash
of
green
light
momentarily
lit
the
trees
around
them
.
"
What
's
that
supposed
to
mean
?
"
said
Hermione
defiantly
.
"
Granger
,
they
're
after
Muggles
,
"
said
Malfoy
.
"
D'you
want
to
be
showing
off
your
knickers
in
midair
?
Because
if
you
do
,
hang
around
...
.
they
're
moving
this
way
,
and
it
would
give
us
all
a
laugh
.
"
"
Hermione
's
a
witch
,
"
Harry
snarled
.
"
Have
it
your
own
way
,
Potter
,
"
said
Malfoy
,
grinning
maliciously
.
"
If
you
think
they
ca
n't
spot
a
Mudblood
,
stay
where
you
are
.
"
"
You
watch
your
mouth
!
"
shouted
Ron
.
Everybody
present
knew
that
"
Mudblood
"
was
a
very
offensive
term
for
a
witch
or
wizard
of
Muggle
parentage
.
