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"
Yeah
,
there
's
a
burn
on
this
table
,
"
said
Ron
,
pointing
.
"
Someone
's
spilled
their
candle
.
"
"
This
is
such
a
waste
of
time
,
"
Hermione
hissed
.
"
I
could
be
practicing
something
useful
.
I
could
be
catching
up
on
Cheering
Charms
--
"
Professor
Trelawney
rustled
past
.
"
Would
anyone
like
me
to
help
them
interpret
the
shadowy
portents
within
their
Orb
?
"
she
murmured
over
the
clinking
of
her
bangles
.
"
I
do
n't
need
help
,
"
Ron
whispered
.
"
It
's
obvious
what
this
means
.
There
's
going
to
be
loads
of
fog
tonight
.
"
Both
Harry
and
Hermione
burst
out
laughing
.
"
Now
,
really
!
"
said
Professor
Trelawney
as
everyone
's
heads
turned
in
their
direction
.
Parvati
and
Lavender
were
looking
scandalized
.
"
You
are
disturbing
the
clairvoyant
vibrations
!
"
She
approached
their
table
and
peered
into
their
crystal
ball
.
Harry
felt
his
heart
sinking
.
He
was
sure
he
knew
what
was
coming
--
"
There
is
something
here
!
"
Professor
Trelawney
whispered
,
lowering
her
face
to
the
ball
,
so
that
it
was
reflected
twice
in
her
huge
glasses
.
"
Something
moving
...
but
what
is
it
?
"
Harry
was
prepared
to
bet
everything
he
owned
,
Including
his
Firebolt
,
that
it
was
n't
good
news
,
whatever
it
was
.
And
sure
enough
--
