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That
was
a
matter
of
opinion
,
thought
Harry
.
The
cat
's
ginger
fur
was
thick
and
fluffy
,
but
it
was
definitely
a
bit
bowlegged
and
its
face
looked
grumpy
and
oddly
squashed
,
as
though
it
had
run
headlong
into
a
brick
wall
.
Now
that
Scabbers
was
out
of
sight
,
however
,
the
cat
was
purring
contentedly
in
Hermione
's
arms
.
"
Hermione
,
that
thing
nearly
scalped
me
!
"
said
Ron
.
"
He
did
n't
mean
to
,
did
you
,
Crookshanks
?
"
said
Hermione
.
"
And
what
about
Scabbers
?
"
said
Ron
,
pointing
at
the
lump
in
his
chest
pocket
.
"
He
needs
rest
and
relaxation
!
How
's
he
going
to
get
it
with
that
thing
around
?
"
"
That
reminds
me
,
you
forgot
your
rat
tonic
,
"
said
Hermione
,
slapping
the
small
red
bottle
into
Ron
's
hand
.
"
And
stop
worrying
,
Crookshanks
will
be
sleeping
in
my
dormitory
and
Scabbers
in
yours
,
what
's
the
problem
?
Poor
Crookshanks
,
that
witch
said
he
'd
been
in
there
for
ages
;
no
one
wanted
him
.
"
"
Wonder
why
,
"
said
Ron
sarcastically
as
they
set
off
toward
the
Leaky
Cauldron
.
They
found
Mr.
Weasley
sitting
in
the
bar
,
reading
the
Daily
Prophet
.
"
Harry
!
"
he
said
,
smiling
as
he
looked
up
.
"
How
are
you
?
"
"
Fine
,
thanks
,
"
said
Harry
as
he
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
joined
Mr.
Weasley
with
their
shopping
.
Mr.
Weasley
put
down
his
paper
,
and
Harry
saw
the
now
familiar
picture
of
Sirius
Black
staring
up
at
him
.
