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Harry
's
insides
lurched
The
Whomping
Willow
was
a
very
violent
tree
that
stood
alone
in
the
middle
of
the
grounds
.
"
And
?
"
he
said
,
dreading
the
answer
.
"
Well
,
you
know
the
Whomping
Willow
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
It
--
it
does
n't
like
being
hit
.
"
"
Professor
Flitwick
brought
it
back
just
before
you
came
around
,
"
said
Hermione
in
a
very
small
voice
.
Slowly
,
she
reached
down
for
a
bag
at
her
feet
,
turned
it
upside
down
,
and
tipped
a
dozen
bits
of
splintered
wood
and
twig
onto
the
bed
,
the
only
remains
of
Harry
's
faithful
,
finally
beaten
broomstick
.
Madam
Pomfrey
insisted
on
keeping
Harry
in
the
hospital
wing
for
the
rest
of
the
weekend
.
He
did
n't
argue
or
complain
,
but
he
would
n't
let
her
throw
away
the
shattered
remnants
of
his
Nimbus
Two
Thousand
.
He
knew
he
was
being
stupid
,
knew
that
the
Nimbus
was
beyond
repair
,
but
Harry
could
n't
help
it
;
he
felt
as
though
he
'd
lost
one
of
his
best
friends
.
He
had
a
stream
of
visitors
,
all
intent
on
cheering
him
up
.
Hagrid
sent
him
a
bunch
of
earwiggy
flowers
that
looked
like
yellow
cabbages
,
and
Ginny
Weasley
,
blushing
furiously
,
turned
up
with
a
get-well
card
she
had
made
herself
,
which
sang
shrilly
unless
Harry
kept
it
shut
under
his
bowl
of
fruit
.
The
Gryffindor
team
visited
again
on
Sunday
morning
,
this
time
accompanied
by
Wood
,
who
told
Harry
(
in
a
hollow
,
dead
sort
of
voice
)
that
he
did
n't
blame
him
in
the
slightest
.
Ron
and
Hermione
left
Harry
's
bedside
only
at
night
.
But
nothing
anyone
said
or
did
could
make
Harry
feel
any
better
,
because
they
knew
only
half
of
what
was
troubling
him
.
He
had
n't
told
anyone
about
the
Grim
,
not
even
Ron
and
Hermione
,
because
he
knew
Ron
would
panic
and
Hermione
would
scoff
.
The
fact
remained
,
however
,
that
it
had
now
appeared
twice
,
and
both
appearances
had
been
followed
by
near-fatal
accidents
;
the
first
time
,
he
had
nearly
been
run
over
by
the
Knight
Bus
;
the
second
,
fallen
fifty
feet
from
his
broomstick
.
Was
the
Grim
going
to
haunt
him
until
he
actually
died
?
Was
he
going
to
spend
the
rest
of
his
life
looking
over
his
shoulder
for
the
beast
?
And
then
there
were
the
Dementors
.
