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A
couple
of
the
boys
around
him
smirked
at
each
other
.
Harry
was
sure
they
were
enjoying
a
private
joke
,
undoubtedly
about
what
they
knew
,
or
suspected
,
regarding
their
gang
leader
's
famous
ancestor
.
"
Nonsense
,
"
said
Slughorn
briskly
,
"
could
n't
be
plainer
you
come
from
decent
wizarding
stock
,
abilities
like
yours
.
No
,
you
'll
go
far
,
Tom
,
I
've
never
been
wrong
about
a
student
yet
.
"
The
small
golden
clock
standing
upon
Slughorn
's
desk
chimed
eleven
o'clock
behind
him
and
he
looked
around
.
"
Good
gracious
,
is
it
that
time
already
?
You
'd
better
get
going
boys
,
or
we
'll
all
be
in
trouble
.
Lestrange
,
I
want
your
essay
by
in
morrow
or
it
's
detention
.
Same
goes
for
you
,
Avery
.
"
One
by
one
,
the
boys
filed
out
of
the
room
.
Slughorn
heaved
himself
out
of
his
armchair
and
carried
his
empty
glass
over
to
his
desk
.
A
movement
behind
him
made
him
look
around
;
Riddle
was
still
standing
there
.
"
Look
sharp
,
Tom
,
you
do
n't
want
to
be
caught
out
of
bed
out
of
hours
,
and
you
a
prefect
...
"
"
Sir
,
I
wanted
to
ask
you
something
.
"
"
Ask
away
,
then
,
m
'
boy
,
ask
away
...
"
"
Sir
,
I
wondered
what
you
know
about
...
about
Horcruxes
?
"
Slughorn
stared
at
him
,
his
thick
ringers
absentmindedly
clawing
the
stem
of
his
wine
glass
.
