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Hermione
rolled
up
the
sleeves
of
her
gown
,
flicked
her
wand
,
and
said
,
"
Wingardium
Leviosa
!
"
Their
feather
rose
off
the
desk
and
hovered
about
four
feet
above
their
heads
.
"
Oh
,
well
done
!
"
cried
Professor
Flitwick
,
clapping
.
"
Everyone
see
here
,
Miss
Granger
's
done
it
!
"
Ron
was
in
a
very
bad
mood
by
the
end
of
the
class
.
"
It
's
no
wonder
no
one
can
stand
her
,
"
he
said
to
Harry
as
they
pushed
their
way
into
the
crowded
corridor
,
"
she
's
a
nightmare
,
honestly
.
"
Someone
knocked
into
Harry
as
they
hurried
past
him
.
It
was
Hermione
.
Harry
caught
a
glimpse
of
her
face
--
and
was
startled
to
see
that
she
was
in
tears
.
"
I
think
she
heard
you
.
"
"
So
?
"
said
Ron
,
but
he
looked
a
bit
uncomfortable
.
"
She
must
've
noticed
she
's
got
no
friends
.
"
Hermione
did
n't
turn
up
for
the
next
class
and
was
n't
seen
all
afternoon
.
On
their
way
down
to
the
Great
Hall
for
the
Halloween
feast
,
Harry
and
Ron
overheard
Parvati
Patil
telling
her
friend
Lavender
that
Hermione
was
crying
in
the
girls
'
bathroom
and
wanted
to
be
left
alone
.
Ron
looked
still
more
awkward
at
this
,
but
a
moment
later
they
had
entered
the
Great
Hall
,
where
the
Halloween
decorations
put
Hermione
out
of
their
minds
.
A
thousand
live
bats
fluttered
from
the
walls
and
ceiling
while
a
thousand
more
swooped
over
the
tables
in
low
black
clouds
,
making
the
candles
in
the
pumpkins
stutter
.
The
feast
appeared
suddenly
on
the
golden
plates
,
as
it
had
at
the
start-of-term
banquet
.
