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"
And
you
too
!
"
said
Hermione
with
a
significant
look
,
as
Harry
headed
off
to
the
dungeons
.
There
were
only
three
of
them
in
Potions
that
afternoon
:
Harry
,
Ernie
,
and
Draco
Malfoy
.
"
All
too
young
to
Apparate
just
yet
?
"
said
Slughorh
genially
,
"
Not
turned
seventeen
yet
?
"
They
shook
their
heads
.
"
Ah
well
,
"
said
Slughorn
cheerily
,
"
as
we
're
so
few
,
we
'll
do
something
fun
.
I
want
you
all
to
brew
me
up
something
amusing
!
"
"
That
sounds
good
,
sir
,
"
said
Ernie
sycophantically
,
rubbing
his
hands
together
.
Malfoy
,
on
the
other
hand
,
did
not
crack
a
smile
.
"
What
do
you
mean
,
's
omething
amusing
'
?
"
he
said
irritably
.
"
Oh
,
surprise
me
,
"
said
Slughorn
airily
.
Malfoy
opened
his
copy
of
Advanced
Potion-Making
with
a
sulky
expression
.
It
could
not
have
been
plainer
that
he
thought
this
lesson
was
a
waste
of
time
.
Undoubtedly
,
Harry
thought
,
watching
him
over
the
top
of
his
own
book
,
Malfoy
was
begrudging
the
time
he
could
otherwise
be
spending
in
the
Room
of
Requirement
.
Was
it
his
imagination
,
or
did
Malfoy
,
like
Tonks
,
look
thinner
?
Certainly
he
looked
paler
;
his
skin
still
had
that
grayish
tinge
,
probably
because
he
so
rarely
saw
daylight
these
days
.
But
there
was
no
air
of
smugness
,
excitement
,
or
superiority
;
none
of
the
swagger
that
he
had
had
on
the
Hogwarts
Express
,
when
he
had
boasted
openly
of
the
mission
he
had
been
given
by
Voldemort
...
there
could
be
only
one
conclusion
,
in
Harry
's
opinion
:
the
mission
,
whatever
it
was
,
was
going
badly
.
