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growing dark. When he looked back at the diary, he saw fresh words forming.
The three of them stared into the cauldron. Close up, the potion looked like thick, dark mud, bubbling sluggishly.
"I must ask you, Harry, whether there is anything you'd like to tell me," he said gently. "Anything at all."
And he stomped out looking embarrassed.
"Saint Potter, the Mudbloods' friend," said Malfoy slowly. "He's another one with no proper wizard feeling, or he wouldn't go around with that jumped up Granger Mudblood. And people think he's Slytherin's heir!"
Malfoy paused by a stretch of bare, damp stone wall.
enchanted car crashed earlier this year, called today for Mr. Weasley's resignation.
"Ready to resume play?" she asked Wood.
Malfoy sneered and motioned for Harry and Ron to follow him. Harry almost said something apologetic to Percy but caught himself just in time. He and Ron hurried after Malfoy, who said as they turned into the next passage, "That Peter Weasley -"
"It is not a laughing matter," he said coldly.
Ron looked up at Hermione, disgusted.
"All right," he said. "Fred, George, you heard Harry -leave him alone and let him deal with the Bludger on his own."
"Did you see anyone near here that night?" said Harry.
Nevertheless, Harry was determined to find out more about Riddle, so next day at break, he headed for the trophy room to examine Riddle's special award, accompanied by an interested Hermione and a thoroughly unconvinced Ron, who told them he'd seen enough of the trophy room to last him a lifetime.
"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," said Lockhart, flashing a wide smile. "He tells me he knows a tiny little bit about dueling himself and has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration before we begin. Now, I don't want any of you youngsters to worry - you'll still have your Potions master when I'm through with him, never fear!";