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The
more
Harry
pored
over
the
book
,
the
more
he
realized
how
much
was
in
there
,
not
only
the
handy
hints
and
shortcuts
on
potions
that
was
earning
him
such
a
glowing
reputation
with
Slughorn
,
but
also
the
imaginative
little
jinxes
and
hexes
scribbled
in
the
margins
,
which
Harry
was
sure
,
judging
by
the
crossings-out
and
revisions
,
that
the
Prince
had
invented
himself
.
Harry
had
already
attempted
a
few
of
the
Prince
's
self-invented
spells
.
There
had
been
a
hex
that
caused
toenails
to
grow
alarmingly
fast
(
he
had
tried
this
on
Crabbe
in
the
corridor
,
with
very
entertaining
results
)
;
a
jinx
that
glued
the
tongue
to
the
roof
of
the
mouth
(
which
he
had
twice
used
,
to
general
applause
,
on
an
unsuspecting
Argus
Filch
)
;
and
,
perhaps
most
useful
of
all
,
Muffliato
,
a
spell
that
filled
the
ears
of
anyone
nearby
with
an
unidentifiable
buzzing
,
so
that
lengthy
conversations
could
be
held
in
class
with
out
being
overheard
.
The
only
person
who
did
not
find
these
charms
amusing
was
Hermione
,
who
maintained
a
rigidly
disapproving
expression
throughout
and
refused
to
talk
at
all
if
Harry
had
used
the
Muffliato
spell
on
anyone
in
the
vicinity
.
Sitting
up
in
bed
,
Harry
turned
the
book
sideways
so
as
to
examine
more
closely
the
scribbled
instructions
for
a
spell
that
seemed
to
have
caused
the
Prince
some
trouble
.
There
were
many
crossings-out
and
alterations
,
but
finally
,
crammed
into
a
corner
of
the
page
,
the
scribble
:
Levicorpus
(
n-vbl
)
While
the
wind
and
sleet
pounded
relentlessly
on
the
windows
,
and
Neville
snored
loudly
,
Harry
stared
at
the
letters
in
brackets
.
N-vbl
...
that
had
to
mean
"
non-verbal
.
"
Harry
rather
doubted
he
would
be
able
to
bring
off
this
particular
spell
;
he
was
still
having
difficulty
with
non-verbal
spells
,
something
Snape
had
been
quick
to
comment
on
in
every
D.
A.
class
.
On
the
other
hand
,
the
Prince
had
proved
a
much
more
effective
teacher
than
Snape
so
far
.
Pointing
his
wand
at
nothing
in
particular
,
he
gave
it
an
upward
flick
and
said
Levicorpus
!
inside
his
head
.
"
Aaaaaaaargh
!
"
There
was
a
flash
of
light
and
the
room
was
full
of
voices
:
everyone
had
woken
up
as
Ron
had
let
out
a
yell
.
Harry
sent
Advanced
Potion-Making
flying
in
panic
;
Ron
was
dangling
upside-down
in
midair
as
though
an
invisible
hook
had
hoisted
him
up
by
the
ankle
.
"
Sorry
!
"
yelled
Harry
,
as
Dean
and
Seamus
roared
with
laughter
,
and
Neville
picked
himself
up
from
the
floor
,
having
fallen
out
of
bed
.
"
Hang
on
--
I
'll
let
you
down
--
"
