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On
Halloween
morning
,
Harry
awoke
with
the
rest
and
went
down
to
breakfast
,
feeling
thoroughly
depressed
,
though
doing
his
best
to
act
normally
.
"
We
'll
bring
you
lots
of
sweets
back
from
Honeydukes
,
"
said
Hermione
,
looking
desperately
sorry
for
him
.
"
Yeah
,
loads
,
"
said
Ron
.
He
and
Hermione
had
finally
forgotten
their
squabble
about
Crookshanks
in
the
face
of
Harry
's
difficulties
.
"
Do
n't
worry
about
me
,
"
said
Harry
,
in
what
he
hoped
was
at
,
offhand
voice
,
"
I
'll
see
you
at
the
feast
.
Have
a
good
time
.
"
He
accompanied
them
to
the
entrance
hall
,
where
Filch
,
the
caretaker
,
was
standing
inside
the
front
doors
,
checking
off
names
against
a
long
list
,
peering
suspiciously
into
every
face
,
and
making
sure
that
no
one
was
sneaking
out
who
should
n't
be
going
.
"
Staying
here
,
Potter
?
"
shouted
Malfoy
,
who
was
standing
in
line
with
Crabbe
and
Goyle
.
"
Scared
of
passing
the
Dementors
?
"
Harry
ignored
him
and
made
his
solitary
way
up
the
marble
staircase
,
through
the
deserted
corridors
,
and
back
to
Gryffindor
Tower
.
"
Password
?
"
said
the
Fat
Lady
,
jerking
out
of
a
doze
.
"
Fortuna
Major
,
"
said
Harry
listlessly
.
The
portrait
swung
open
and
he
climbed
through
the
hole
into
the
common
room
.
It
was
full
of
chattering
first-and
second-years
,
and
a
few
older
students
,
who
had
obviously
visited
Hogsmeade
so
often
the
novelty
had
worn
off
.
