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"
Right
,
"
said
Harry
,
putting
down
his
empty
teacup
.
The
empty
goblet
was
still
smoking
.
"
There
you
go
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
We
got
as
much
as
we
could
carry
.
"
A
shower
of
brilliantly
colored
sweets
fell
into
Harry
's
lap
.
It
was
dusk
,
and
Ron
and
Hermione
had
just
turned
up
in
the
common
room
,
pink-faced
from
the
cold
wind
and
looking
as
though
they
'd
had
the
time
of
their
lives
.
"
Thanks
,
"
said
Harry
,
picking
up
a
packet
of
tiny
black
Pepper
Imps
.
"
What
's
Hogsmeade
like
?
Where
did
you
go
?
"
By
the
sound
of
it
--
everywhere
.
Dervish
and
Banges
,
the
wizarding
equipment
shop
,
Zonko
's
Joke
Shop
,
into
the
Three
Broomsticks
for
foaming
mugs
of
hot
butterbeer
,
and
many
places
besides
.
"
The
post
office
,
Harry
!
About
two
hundred
owls
,
all
sitting
on
shelves
,
all
color-coded
depending
on
how
fast
you
want
your
letter
to
get
there
!
"
"
Honeydukes
has
got
a
new
kind
of
fudge
;
they
were
giving
out
free
samples
,
there
's
a
bit
,
look
--
"
"
We
think
we
saw
an
ogre
,
honestly
,
they
get
all
sorts
at
the
Three
Broomsticks
--
"
"
Wish
we
could
have
brought
you
some
butterbeer
,
really
warms
you
up
--
"
