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The
opportunity
was
too
perfect
to
miss
.
Harry
crept
silently
around
behind
Malfoy
,
Crabbe
,
and
Goyle
,
bent
down
,
and
scooped
a
large
handful
of
mud
out
of
the
path
.
"
We
were
just
discussing
your
friend
Hagrid
,
"
Malfoy
said
to
Ron
.
"
Just
trying
to
imagine
what
he
's
saying
to
the
Committee
for
the
Disposal
of
Dangerous
Creatures
.
D'you
think
he
'll
cry
when
they
cut
off
his
Hippogriff
's
--
"
SPLAT
!
Malfoy
's
head
jerked
forward
as
the
mud
hit
him
;
his
silverblond
hair
was
suddenly
dripping
in
muck
.
"
What
the
--
?
"
Ron
had
to
hold
onto
the
fence
to
keep
himself
standing
,
he
was
laughing
so
hard
.
Malfoy
,
Crabbe
,
and
Goyle
spun
stupidly
on
the
spot
,
staring
wildly
around
,
Malfoy
trying
to
wipe
his
hair
clean
.
"
What
was
that
?
Who
did
that
?
"
"
Very
haunted
up
here
,
is
n't
it
?
"
said
Ron
,
with
the
air
of
one
commenting
on
the
weather
.
Crabbe
and
Goyle
were
looking
scared
.
Their
bulging
muscles
were
no
use
against
ghosts
.
Malfoy
was
staring
madly
around
at
the
deserted
landscape
.
