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"
Arithmancy
looks
terrible
,
"
said
Harry
,
picking
up
a
very
complicated-looking
number
chart
.
"
Oh
no
,
it
's
wonderful
!
"
said
Hermione
earnestly
.
"
It
's
my
favorite
subject
!
It
's
--
"
But
exactly
what
was
wonderful
about
Arithmancy
,
Harry
never
found
out
.
At
that
precise
moment
,
a
strangled
yell
echoed
down
the
boys
'
staircase
.
The
whole
common
room
fell
silent
,
staring
,
petrified
,
at
the
entrance
.
Then
came
hurried
footsteps
,
growing
louder
and
louder
--
and
then
Ron
came
leaping
into
view
,
dragging
with
him
a
bedsheet
.
"
LOOK
!
"
he
bellowed
,
striding
over
to
Hermione
's
table
.
"
LOOK
!
"
he
yelled
,
shaking
the
sheets
in
her
face
"
Ron
,
what
--
?
"
"
SCABBERS
!
LOOK
!
SCABBERS
!
"
Hermione
was
leaning
away
from
Ron
,
looking
utterly
bewildered
.
Harry
looked
down
at
the
sheet
Ron
was
holding
.
There
was
something
red
on
it
.
Something
that
looked
horribly
like
--
"
BLOOD
!
"
Ron
yelled
into
the
stunned
silence
.
"
HE
'S
GONE
!
AND
YOU
KNOW
WHAT
WAS
ON
THE
FLOOR
?
"
"
N
--
no
,
"
said
Hermione
in
a
trembling
voice
.
Ron
threw
something
down
onto
Hermione
's
rune
translation
.
Hermione
and
Harry
leaned
forward
.
Lying
on
top
of
the
weird
,
spiky
shapes
were
several
long
,
ginger
cat
hairs
.
