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Lupin
looked
into
Harry
's
determined
face
,
hesitated
,
then
said
,
"
Well
...
all
right
.
I
'll
try
and
help
.
But
it
'll
have
to
wait
until
next
term
,
I
'm
afraid
.
I
have
a
lot
to
do
before
the
holidays
.
I
chose
a
very
inconvenient
time
to
fall
ill
.
What
with
the
promise
of
anti-Dementor
lessons
from
Lupin
,
the
thought
that
he
might
never
have
to
hear
his
mother
's
death
again
,
and
the
fact
that
Ravenclaw
flattened
Hufflepuff
in
their
Quidditch
match
at
the
end
of
November
,
Harry
's
mood
took
a
definite
upturn
.
Gryffindor
were
not
out
of
the
running
after
all
,
although
they
could
not
afford
to
lose
another
match
.
Wood
became
repossessed
of
his
manic
energy
,
and
worked
his
team
as
hard
as
ever
in
the
chilly
haze
of
rain
that
persisted
into
December
.
Harry
saw
no
hint
of
a
Dementor
within
the
grounds
.
Dumbledore
's
anger
seemed
to
be
keeping
them
at
their
stations
at
the
entrances
.
Two
weeks
before
the
end
of
the
term
,
the
sky
lightened
suddenly
to
a
dazzling
,
opaline
white
and
the
muddy
grounds
were
revealed
one
morning
covered
in
glittering
frost
.
Inside
the
castle
,
there
was
a
buzz
of
Christmas
in
the
air
.
Professor
Flitwick
,
the
Charms
teacher
,
had
already
decorated
his
classroom
with
shimmering
lights
that
turned
out
to
be
real
,
fluttering
fairies
.
The
students
were
all
happily
discussing
their
plans
for
the
holidays
.
Both
Ron
and
Hermione
had
decided
to
remain
at
Hogwarts
,
and
though
Ron
said
it
was
because
he
could
n't
stand
two
weeks
with
Percy
,
and
Hermione
insisted
she
needed
to
use
the
library
,
Harry
was
n't
fooled
;
they
were
doing
it
to
keep
him
company
,
and
he
was
very
grateful
.
To
everyone
's
delight
except
Harry
's
,
there
was
to
be
another
Hogsmeade
trip
on
the
very
last
weekend
of
the
term
.
"
We
can
do
all
our
Christmas
shopping
there
!
"
said
Hermione
.
"
Mum
and
Dad
would
really
love
those
Toothflossing
Stringmints
from
Honeydukes
!
"
Resigned
to
the
fact
that
he
would
be
the
only
third
year
staying
behind
again
,
Harry
borrowed
a
copy
of
Which
Broomstick
from
Wood
,
and
decided
to
spend
the
day
reading
up
on
the
different
makes
.
He
had
been
riding
one
of
the
school
brooms
at
team
practice
,
an
ancient
Shooting
Star
,
which
was
very
slow
and
jerky
;
he
definitely
needed
a
new
broom
of
his
own
.
On
the
Saturday
morning
of
the
Hogsmeade
trip
,
Harry
bid
good-bye
to
Ron
and
Hermione
,
who
were
wrapped
in
cloaks
and
scarves
,
then
turned
up
the
marble
staircase
alone
,
and
headed
back
toward
Gryffindor
Tower
.
Snow
had
started
to
fall
outside
the
windows
,
and
the
castle
was
very
still
and
quiet
.
"
Psst
--
Harry
!
"
He
turned
,
halfway
along
the
third-floor
corridor
,
to
see
Fred
and
George
peering
out
at
him
from
behind
a
statue
of
a
humpbacked
,
one-eyed
witch
.
"
What
are
you
doing
?
"
said
Harry
curiously
.
"
How
come
you
're
not
going
to
Hogsmeade
?
"
