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Harry
knew
that
Neville
's
favourite
subject
was
Herbology
,
but
for
the
life
of
him
he
could
not
see
what
he
would
want
with
this
stunted
little
plant
.
'D
oes
it
--
er
--
do
anything
?
'
he
asked
.
'
Loads
of
stuff
!
'
said
Neville
proudly
.
'
It
's
got
an
amazing
defensive
mechanism
.
Here
,
hold
Trevor
for
me
...
.
'
He
dumped
the
toad
into
Harry
's
lap
and
took
a
quill
from
his
schoolbag
.
Luna
Lovegood
's
popping
eyes
appeared
over
the
top
of
her
upside-down
magazine
again
,
watching
what
Neville
was
doing
.
Neville
held
the
Mimbulus
mimbletonia
up
to
his
eyes
,
his
tongue
between
his
teeth
,
chose
his
spot
,
and
gave
the
plant
a
sharp
prod
with
the
tip
of
his
quill
.
Liquid
squirted
from
every
boil
on
the
plant
;
thick
,
stinking
,
dark
green
jets
of
it
.
They
hit
the
ceiling
,
the
windows
,
and
spattered
Luna
Lovegood
's
magazine
;
Ginny
,
who
had
flung
her
arms
up
in
front
of
her
face
just
in
time
,
merely
looked
as
though
she
was
wearing
a
slimy
green
hat
,
but
Harry
,
whose
hands
had
been
busy
preventing
Trevor
's
escape
,
received
a
faceful
.
It
smelled
like
rancid
manure
.
Neville
,
whose
face
and
torso
were
also
drenched
,
shook
his
head
to
get
the
worst
out
of
his
eyes
.
'S
osorry
,
'
he
gasped
.
'
I
have
n't
tried
that
before
...
.
Did
n't
realise
it
would
be
quite
so
...
Do
n't
worry
,
though
,
Stinksap
's
not
poisonous
,
'
he
added
nervously
,
as
Harry
spat
a
mouthful
on
to
the
floor
.
At
that
precise
moment
the
door
of
their
compartment
slid
open
.
'
Oh
...
hello
,
Harry
,
'
said
a
nervous
voice
.
'
Um
...
bad
time
?
'
