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"Close one, Harry!" said George, streaking past him with his club in his hand, ready to knock the Bludger back toward a Slytherin. Harry saw George give the Bludger a powerful whack in the direction of Adrian Pucey, but the Bludger changed direction in midair and shot straight for Harry again.
"I," said Percy, drawing himself up, "am a prefect. Nothing's about to attack me."
Harry saw at once that it was a diary, and the faded year on the cover told him it was fifty years old. He opened it eagerly. On the first page he could just make out the name "T M. Riddle" in smudged ink.
"One - two - three -"
Careful there, Miss Fawcett .... Pinch it hard, it'll stop bleeding in a second, Boot
She walked away, looking suspiciously back at them.
The double attack on Justin and Nearly Headless Nick turned what had hitherto been nervousness into real panic. Curiously, it was Nearly Headless Nick's fate that seemed to worry people most. What could possibly do that to a ghost? people asked each other; what terrible power could harm someone who was already dead? There was almost a stampede to book seats on the Hogwarts Express so that students could go home for Christmas.
"Hermione - you're not supposed to be in here -" said Ron, shielding his eyes against the light.
Lockhart cuffed Harry merrily on the shoulder. "Just do what I did, Harry!"
"Excuse me," said Ron, hurrying up to her. "We've forgotten the way to our common room."
"There's something else," said Harry, watching Hermione tearing bundles of knotgrass and throwing them into the potion. "Dobby came to visit me in the middle of the night."
"I wanted to tell him what really happened with that snake at the Dueling Club," said Harry.
"Harry!" said Percy loudly. "No magic in the corridors. I'll have to report this, you know!"
But Harry was sure it was the same sort of "no" that he himself had given Dumbledore.
The castle was darker than it usually was in daytime because of the thick, swirling gray snow at every window. Shivering, Harry walked past classrooms where lessons were taking place, catching snatches of what was happening within. Professor McGonagall was shouting at someone who, by the sound of it, had turned his friend into a badger. Resisting the urge to take a look, Harry walked on by, thinking that Justin might be using his free time to catch up on some work, and deciding to check the library first.。