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"
Anyway
,
"
said
Slughorn
,
turning
back
to
Harry
.
"
Such
rumors
this
summer
.
Of
course
,
one
does
n't
know
what
to
believe
,
the
Prophet
has
been
known
to
print
inaccuracies
,
make
mistakes
...
"
said
Belby
,
who
seemed
afraid
to
take
another
bite
of
pheasant
until
he
was
sure
that
Slughorn
had
finished
with
him
.
but
there
seems
little
doubt
,
given
the
number
of
witnesses
,
that
there
was
quite
a
disturbance
at
the
Ministry
and
that
you
were
there
in
the
thick
of
it
all
!
"
Harry
,
who
could
not
see
any
way
out
of
this
without
flatly
lying
,
nodded
but
still
said
nothing
.
Slughorn
beamed
at
him
.
"
So
modest
,
so
modest
,
no
wonder
Dumbledore
is
so
fond
--
you
were
there
,
then
?
But
the
rest
of
the
stories
--
so
sensational
,
of
course
,
one
does
n't
know
quite
what
to
believe
--
this
fabled
prophecy
,
for
instance
--
"
"
We
never
heard
a
prophecy
,
"
said
Neville
,
turning
geranium
pink
as
he
said
it
.
"
That
's
right
,
"
said
Ginny
staunchly
.
"
Neville
and
I
were
both
there
too
,
and
all
this
'
Chosen
One
'
rubbish
is
just
the
Prophet
making
things
up
as
usual
.
"
"
You
were
both
there
too
,
were
you
?
"
said
Slughorn
with
great
interest
,
looking
from
Ginny
to
Neville
,
but
both
of
them
sat
clam-like
before
his
encouraging
smile
.
"
Yes
...
well
...
it
is
true
that
the
Prophet
often
exaggerates
,
of
course
...
"
Slughorn
said
,
sounding
a
little
disappointed
.
"
I
remember
dear
Gwenog
telling
me
(
Gwenog
Jones
,
I
mean
,
of
course
,
Captain
of
the
Holyhead
Harpies
)
--
"
He
meandered
off
into
a
long-winded
reminiscence
,
but
Harry
had
the
distinct
impression
that
Slughorn
had
not
finished
with
him
,
and
that
he
had
not
been
convinced
by
Neville
and
Ginny
.
The
afternoon
wore
on
with
more
anecdotes
about
illustrious
wizards
Slughorn
had
taught
,
all
of
whom
had
been
delighted
to
join
what
he
called
the
"
Slug
Club
"
at
Hogwarts
.
Harry
could
not
wait
to
leave
,
but
could
n't
see
how
to
do
so
politely
.
Finally
the
train
emerged
from
yet
another
long
misty
stretch
into
a
red
sunset
,
and
Slughorn
looked
around
,
blinking
in
the
twilight
.
