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Sincerely
,
Professor
H.
E.
F.
Slughorn
"
Who
's
Professor
Slughorn
?
"
asked
Neville
,
looked
perplexedly
at
his
own
invitation
.
"
New
teacher
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
Well
,
I
suppose
we
'll
have
to
go
,
wo
n't
we
?
"
"
But
what
does
he
want
me
for
?
"
asked
Neville
nervously
,
as
though
he
was
expecting
detention
.
"
No
idea
,
"
said
Harry
,
which
was
not
entirely
true
,
though
he
had
no
proof
yet
that
his
hunch
was
correct
.
"
Listen
,
"
he
added
,
seized
by
a
sudden
brain
wave
,
"
let
's
go
under
the
Invisibility
Cloak
,
then
we
might
get
a
good
look
at
Malfoy
on
the
way
,
see
what
he
's
up
to
.
"
This
idea
,
however
,
came
to
nothing
:
the
corridors
,
which
were
packed
with
people
on
the
lookout
for
the
lunch
trolley
,
were
impossible
to
negotiate
while
wearing
the
cloak
.
Harry
stowed
it
regretfully
back
in
his
bag
,
reflecting
that
it
would
have
been
nice
to
wear
it
just
to
avoid
all
the
staring
,
which
seemed
to
have
increased
in
intensity
even
since
he
had
last
walked
down
the
train
.
Every
now
and
then
,
students
would
hurtle
out
of
their
compartments
to
get
a
better
look
at
him
.
The
exception
was
Cho
Chang
,
who
darted
into
her
compartment
when
she
saw
Harry
coming
.
As
Harry
passed
the
window
,
he
saw
her
deep
in
determined
conversation
with
her
friend
Marietta
,
who
was
wearing
a
very
thick
layer
of
makeup
that
did
not
entirely
obscure
the
odd
formation
of
pimples
still
etched
across
her
face
.
Smirking
slightly
,
Harry
pushed
on
.
When
they
reached
compartment
C
,
they
saw
at
once
that
they
were
not
Slughorn
's
only
invitees
,
although
judging
by
the
enthusiasm
of
Slughorn
's
welcome
,
Harry
was
the
most
warmly
anticipated
.
"
Harry
,
m
'
boy
!
"
said
Slughorn
,
jumping
up
at
the
sight
of
him
so
that
his
great
velvet-covered
belly
seemed
to
fill
all
the
remaining
space
in
the
compartment
.
His
shiny
bald
head
and
great
silvery
mustache
gleamed
as
brightly
in
the
sunlight
as
the
golden
buttons
on
his
waistcoat
.
"
Good
to
see
you
,
good
to
see
you
!
And
you
must
be
Mr.
Longbottom
!
"
Neville
nodded
,
looking
scared
.
At
a
gesture
from
Slughorn
,
they
sat
down
opposite
each
other
in
the
only
two
empty
seats
,
which
were
nearest
the
door
.
Harry
glanced
around
at
their
fellow
guests
.
He
recognized
a
Slytherin
from
their
year
,
a
tall
black
boy
with
high
cheekbones
and
long
,
slanting
eyes
;
there
were
also
two
seventh-year
boys
Harry
did
not
know
and
,
squashed
in
the
corner
beside
Slughorn
and
looking
as
though
she
was
not
entirely
sure
how
she
had
got
there
,
Ginny
.
