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Harry
,
feeling
hot
from
their
climb
,
was
just
considering
taking
off
the
cloak
for
a
few
minutes
when
they
heard
voices
nearby
.
Someone
was
climbing
toward
the
house
from
the
other
side
of
the
hill
;
moments
later
,
Malfoy
had
appeared
,
followed
closely
by
Crabbe
and
Goyle
.
Malfoy
was
speaking
.
"
...
should
have
an
owl
from
Father
any
time
now
.
He
had
to
go
to
the
hearing
to
tell
them
about
my
arm
...
about
how
I
could
n't
use
it
for
three
months
...
"
Crabbe
and
Goyle
sniggered
.
"
I
really
wish
I
could
hear
that
great
hairy
moron
trying
to
defend
himself
...
'
There
's
no
'
arm
in
'
im
,
'
onest
--
'
...
That
Hippogriff
's
as
good
as
dead
--
"
Malfoy
suddenly
caught
sight
of
Ron
.
His
pale
face
split
in
a
malevolent
grin
.
"
What
are
you
doing
,
Weasley
?
"
Malfoy
looked
up
at
the
crumbling
house
behind
Ron
.
"
Suppose
you
'd
love
to
live
here
,
would
n't
you
,
Weasley
?
Dreaming
about
having
your
own
bedroom
?
I
heard
your
family
all
sleep
in
one
room
--
is
that
true
?
"
Harry
seized
the
back
of
Ron
's
robes
to
stop
him
from
leaping
on
Malfoy
.
"
Leave
him
to
me
,
"
he
hissed
in
Ron
's
ear
.
