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They
were
making
a
new
potion
today
,
a
Shrinking
Solution
.
Malfoy
set
up
his
cauldron
right
next
to
Harry
and
Ron
,
so
that
they
were
preparing
their
ingredients
on
the
same
table
.
"
Sir
,
"
Malfoy
called
,
"
sir
,
I
'll
need
help
cutting
up
these
daisy
roots
,
because
of
my
arm
--
"
"
Weasley
,
cut
up
Malfoy
's
roots
for
him
,
"
said
Snape
without
looking
up
.
Ron
went
brick
red
.
"
There
's
nothing
wrong
with
your
arm
,
"
he
hissed
at
Malfoy
.
Malfoy
smirked
across
the
table
.
"
Weasley
,
you
heard
Professor
Snape
;
cut
up
these
roots
.
"
Ron
seized
his
knife
,
pulled
Malfoy
's
roots
toward
him
,
and
began
to
chop
them
roughly
,
so
that
they
were
all
different
sizes
.
"
Professor
,
"
drawled
Malfoy
,
"
Weasley
's
mutilating
my
roots
,
sir
.
"
Snape
approached
their
table
,
stared
down
his
hooked
nose
at
the
roots
,
then
gave
Ron
an
unpleasant
smile
from
beneath
his
long
,
greasy
black
hair
.
