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"
The
sooner
we
get
on
the
train
,
the
better
,
"
he
said
.
"
At
least
I
can
get
away
from
Percy
at
Hogwarts
.
Now
he
's
accusing
me
of
dripping
tea
on
his
photo
of
Penelope
Clearwater
.
You
know
,
"
Ron
grimaced
,
"
his
girlfriend
.
She
's
hidden
her
face
under
the
frame
because
her
nose
has
gone
all
blotchy
...
"
"
I
've
got
something
to
tell
you
,
"
Harry
began
,
but
they
were
interrupted
by
Fred
and
George
,
who
had
looked
in
to
congratulate
Ron
on
infuriating
Percy
again
.
They
headed
down
to
breakfast
,
where
Mr.
Weasley
was
reading
the
front
page
of
the
Daily
Prophet
with
a
furrowed
brow
and
Mrs.
Weasley
was
telling
Hermione
and
Ginny
about
a
love
potion
she
'd
made
as
a
young
girl
.
All
three
of
them
were
rather
giggly
.
"
What
were
you
saying
?
"
Ron
asked
Harry
as
they
sat
down
.
"
Later
,
"
Harry
muttered
as
Percy
stormed
in
.
Harry
had
no
chance
to
speak
to
Ron
or
Hermione
in
the
chaos
of
leaving
;
they
were
too
busy
heaving
all
their
trunks
down
the
Leaky
Cauldron
's
narrow
staircase
and
piling
them
up
near
the
door
,
with
Hedwig
and
Hermes
,
Percy
's
screech
owl
,
perched
on
top
in
their
cages
.
A
small
wickerwork
basket
stood
beside
the
heap
of
trunks
,
spitting
loudly
.
"
It
's
all
right
,
Crookshanks
,
"
Hermione
cooed
through
the
wickerwork
.
"
I
'll
let
you
out
on
the
train
.
"
"
You
wo
n't
,
"
snapped
Ron
.
"
What
about
poor
Scabbers
,
eh
?
"
He
pointed
at
his
chest
,
where
a
large
lump
indicated
that
Scabbers
was
curled
up
in
his
pocket
.
Mr.
Weasley
,
who
had
been
outside
waiting
for
the
Ministry
cars
,
stuck
his
head
inside
.
