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A jet of silver light hit Malfoy in the stomach and he doubled up, wheezing.
"Ah," said Lockhart. "Yes. Well, that can sometimes happen. But the point is, the bones are no longer broken. That's the thing to bear in mind. So, Harry, just toddle up to the hospital wing - ah, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, would you escort him? - and Madam Pomfrey will be able to - er - tidy you up a bit."
"Well, we won't find out unless we look at it," he said, and he ducked around Ron and picked it up off the floor.
The three of them stared down at Colin. Then Dumbledore leaned forward and wrenched the camera out of Colin's rigid grip.
A voice suddenly echoed behind Harry and Ron. Draco Malfoy was strolling toward them, and for the first time in his life, Harry was pleased to see him.
"What d'you mean? You were there - you heard me -"
"Sit down," said Dippet. "I've just been reading the letter you sent me.
Mr. Weasley was unavailable for comment, although his wife told reporters to clear off or she'd set the family ghoul on them.
Harry smiled feebly. Deliberately causing mayhem in Snape's Potions class was about as safe as poking a sleeping dragon in the eye.
She walked away, looking suspiciously back at them.
"There was a bunch of grapes next to him," said Professor McGonagall. "We think he was trying to sneak up here to visit Potter."
"You sleep with this under your pillow?"
"Stay still!" grunted the dwarf, grabbing hold of Harry's bag and pulling him back.
He shouted aloud and Ron and Hermione both jumped away from him in alarm.
"Not here," Harry hissed, trying to escape.
Harry got to his feet, his breathing fast and shallow, his heart doing a kind of drumroll against his ribs. He looked wildly up and down the deserted corridor and saw a line of spiders scuttling as fast as they could away from the bodies. The only sounds were the muffled voices of teachers from the classes on either side.。