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"
Not
a
big
surprise
,
though
,
is
it
?
"
said
Harry
.
"
Not
after
what
happened
to
Katie
.
"
She
had
still
not
returned
from
St.
Mungo
's
.
What
was
more
,
further
disappearances
had
been
reported
in
the
Daily
Prophet
,
including
several
relatives
of
students
at
Hogwarts
.
"
But
now
all
I
've
got
to
look
forward
to
is
stupid
Apparition
!
"
said
Ron
grumpily
.
"
Big
birthday
treat
...
"
Three
lessons
on
,
Apparition
was
proving
as
difficult
as
ever
,
though
a
few
more
people
had
managed
to
Splinch
themselves
.
Frustration
was
running
high
and
there
was
a
certain
amount
of
ill-feeling
towards
Wilkie
Twycross
and
his
three
Ds
,
which
had
inspired
a
number
of
nicknames
for
him
,
the
politest
of
which
were
Dog-breath
and
Dung-head
.
"
Happy
birthday
,
Ron
,
"
said
Harry
,
when
they
were
woken
on
the
first
of
March
by
Seamus
and
Dean
leaving
noisily
for
breakfast
.
"
Have
a
present
.
"
He
threw
the
package
across
on
to
Ron
's
bed
,
where
it
joined
a
small
pile
of
them
that
must
,
Harry
assumed
,
have
been
delivered
by
house-elves
in
the
night
.
"
Cheers
,
"
said
Ron
drowsily
,
and
as
he
ripped
off
the
paper
Harry
got
out
of
bed
,
opened
his
own
trunk
and
began
rummaging
in
it
for
the
Marauder
's
Map
,
which
he
hid
after
every
use
.
He
turfed
out
half
the
contents
of
his
trunk
before
he
found
it
hiding
beneath
the
rolled-up
socks
in
which
he
was
still
keeping
his
bottle
of
lucky
potion
,
Felix
Felicis
.
"
Right
,
"
he
murmured
,
taking
it
back
to
bed
with
him
,
tapping
it
quietly
and
murmuring
,
"
I
solemnly
swear
that
I
am
up
to
no
good
,
"
so
that
Neville
,
who
was
passing
the
foot
of
his
bed
at
the
time
,
would
not
hear
.
"
Nice
one
,
Harry
!
"
said
Ron
enthusiastically
,
waving
the
new
pair
of
Quidditch
Keeper
's
gloves
Harry
had
given
him
.
"
No
problem
,
"
said
Harry
absent-mindedly
,
as
he
searched
the
Slytherin
dormitory
closely
for
Malfoy
.
"
Hey
...
I
do
n't
think
he
's
in
his
bed
...
"
