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Helpfully
,
Ron
chose
this
moment
to
moan
,
"
I
ca
n't
see
her
.
Harry
--
is
he
hiding
her
?
"
"
Was
this
potion
within
date
?
"
asked
Slughorn
,
now
eyeing
Ron
with
professional
interest
.
"
They
can
strengthen
,
you
know
,
the
longer
they
're
kept
.
"
"
That
would
explain
a
lot
,
"
panted
Harry
,
now
positively
wrestling
with
Ron
to
keep
him
from
knocking
Slughorn
over
.
"
It
's
his
birthday
,
Professor
,
"
he
added
imploringly
.
"
Oh
,
all
right
,
come
in
,
then
,
come
in
,
"
said
Slughorn
,
relenting
.
"
I
've
got
the
necessary
here
in
my
bag
,
it
's
not
a
difficult
antidote
...
"
Ron
burst
through
the
door
into
Slughorn
's
overheated
,
crowded
study
,
tripped
over
a
tasselled
footstool
,
regained
his
balance
by
seizing
Harry
around
the
neck
and
muttered
,
"
She
did
n't
see
that
,
did
she
?
"
"
She
's
not
here
yet
,
"
said
Harry
,
watching
Slughorn
opening
his
potion
kit
and
adding
a
few
pinches
of
this
and
that
to
a
small
crystal
bottle
.
"
That
's
good
,
"
said
Ron
fervently
.
"
How
do
I
look
?
"
"
Very
handsome
,
"
said
Slughorn
smoothly
,
handing
Ron
a
glass
of
clear
liquid
.
"
Now
drink
that
up
,
it
's
a
tonic
for
the
nerves
,
keep
you
calm
when
she
arrives
,
you
know
,
"
"
Brilliant
,
"
said
Ron
eagerly
,
and
he
gulped
the
antidote
down
noisily
.
Harry
and
Slughorn
watched
him
.
For
a
moment
,
Ron
beamed
at
them
.
Then
,
very
slowly
,
his
grin
sagged
and
vanished
,
to
be
replaced
by
an
expression
of
utmost
horror
.
