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She
was
quite
right
;
Harry
found
the
Vanishing
Spells
horribly
difficult
.
By
the
end
of
a
double
period
,
neither
he
nor
Ron
had
managed
to
vanish
the
snails
on
which
they
were
practising
,
though
Ron
said
hopefully
he
thought
his
looked
a
bit
paler
.
Hermione
,
on
the
other
hand
,
successfully
vanished
her
snail
on
the
third
attempt
,
earning
her
a
ten-point
bonus
for
Gryffindor
from
Professor
McGonagall
.
She
was
the
only
person
not
given
homework
;
everybody
else
was
told
to
practise
the
spell
overnight
,
ready
for
a
fresh
attempt
on
their
snails
the
following
afternoon
.
Now
panicking
slightly
about
the
amount
of
homework
they
had
to
do
,
Harry
and
Ron
spent
their
lunch
hour
in
the
library
looking
up
the
uses
of
moonstones
in
potion-making
.
Still
angry
about
Ron
's
slur
on
her
woolly
hats
,
Hermione
did
not
join
them
.
By
the
time
they
reached
Care
of
Magical
Creatures
in
the
afternoon
,
Harry
's
head
was
aching
again
.
The
day
had
become
cool
and
breezy
,
and
as
they
walked
down
the
sloping
lawn
towards
Hagrid
's
cabin
on
the
edge
of
the
Forbidden
Forest
,
they
felt
the
occasional
drop
of
rain
on
their
faces
.
Professor
Grubbly-Plank
stood
waiting
for
the
class
some
ten
yards
from
Hagrid
's
front
door
,
a
long
trestle
table
in
front
of
her
laden
with
twigs
.
As
Harry
and
Ron
reached
her
,
a
loud
shout
of
laughter
sounded
behind
them
;
turning
,
they
saw
Draco
Malfoy
striding
towards
them
,
surrounded
by
his
usual
gang
of
Slytherin
cronies
.
He
had
clearly
just
said
something
highly
amusing
,
because
Crabbe
,
Goyle
,
Pansy
Parkinson
and
the
rest
continued
to
snigger
heartily
as
they
gathered
around
the
trestle
table
and
,
judging
by
the
way
they
all
kept
looking
over
at
Harry
,
he
was
able
to
guess
the
subject
of
the
joke
without
too
much
difficulty
.
'
Everyone
here
?
'
barked
Professor
Grubbly-Plank
,
once
all
the
Slytherins
and
Gryffindors
had
arrived
.
'
Let
's
crack
on
then
.
Who
can
tell
me
what
these
things
are
called
?
'
She
indicated
the
heap
of
twigs
in
front
of
her
.
Hermione
's
hand
shot
into
the
air
.
Behind
her
back
,
Malfoy
did
a
buck-toothed
imitation
of
her
jumping
up
and
down
in
eagerness
to
answer
a
question
.
Pansy
Parkinson
gave
a
shriek
of
laughter
that
turned
almost
at
once
into
a
scream
,
as
the
twigs
on
the
table
leapt
into
the
air
and
revealed
themselves
to
be
what
looked
like
tiny
pixie-ish
creatures
made
of
wood
,
each
with
knobbly
brown
arms
and
legs
,
two
twiglike
fingers
at
the
end
of
each
hand
and
a
funny
flat
,
barklike
face
in
which
a
pair
of
beetle-brown
eyes
glittered
.
'
Oooooh
!
'
said
Parvati
and
Lavender
,
thoroughly
irritating
Harry
.
Anyone
would
have
thought
Hagrid
had
never
shown
them
impressive
creatures
;
admittedly
,
the
Flobberworms
had
been
a
bit
dull
,
but
the
salamanders
and
hippogriffs
had
been
interesting
enough
,
and
the
Blast-Ended
Skrewts
perhaps
too
much
so
.
'
Kindly
keep
your
voices
down
,
girls
!
'
said
Professor
Grubbly-Plank
sharply
,
scattering
a
handful
of
what
looked
like
brown
rice
among
the
stick-creatures
,
who
immediately
fell
upon
the
food
.
'S
o
--
anyone
know
the
names
of
these
creatures
?
Miss
Granger
?
'
'
Bowtruckles
,
'
said
Hermione
.
'
They
're
tree-guardians
,
usually
live
in
wand-trees
.
'
