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Harry
and
Ron
sat
down
again
,
Ron
massaging
his
knuckles
.
"
I
'm
not
going
to
take
any
crap
from
Malfoy
this
year
,
"
he
said
angrily
.
"
I
mean
it
.
If
he
makes
one
more
crack
about
my
family
,
I
'm
going
to
get
hold
of
his
head
and
--
"
Ron
made
a
violent
gesture
in
midair
.
"
Ron
,
"
hissed
Hermione
,
pointing
at
Professor
Lupin
,
"
be
careful
...
"
But
Professor
Lupin
was
still
fast
asleep
.
The
rain
thickened
as
the
train
sped
yet
farther
north
;
the
windows
were
now
a
solid
,
shimmering
gray
,
which
gradually
darkened
until
lanterns
flickered
into
life
all
along
the
corridors
and
over
the
luggage
racks
.
The
train
rattled
,
the
rain
hammered
,
the
wind
roared
,
but
still
,
Professor
Lupin
slept
.
"
We
must
be
nearly
there
,
"
said
Ron
,
leaning
forward
to
look
past
Professor
Lupin
at
the
now
completely
black
window
.
The
words
had
hardly
left
him
when
the
train
started
to
slow
down
.
"
Great
,
"
said
Ron
,
getting
up
and
walking
carefully
past
Professor
Lupin
to
try
and
see
outside
.
"
I
'm
starving
.
I
want
to
get
to
the
feast
...
"
"
We
ca
n't
be
there
yet
,
"
said
Hermione
,
checking
her
watch
.
