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"None of your business," said Ron jerkily, without looking up.
"Now, firs' thing yeh gotta know abou' hippogriffs is, they're proud," said Hagrid. "Easily offended, hippogriffs are. Don't never insult one, 'cause it might be the last thing yeh do."
"There's no need to look so worried -- I just want a word in MY office," she told them. "Move along there, Weasley."
"Well, as we haven't got one anymore," said Mr. Weasley,
There were seven people on a Quidditch team: three Chasers, whose job it was to score goals by putting the Quaffle (a red, soccer-sized ball) through one of the fifty-foot-high hoops at each
Harry took a bite and to his great surprise felt warmth spread suddenly to the tips of his fingers and toes.
He strode away from them into the forest and out of sight.
Ron buckled as something huge and orange came soaring from the top of the highest cage, landed on his head, and then propelled itself, spitting madly, at Scabbers.
A voice came suddenly out of the shadows, a soft, misty sort of voice.
The wardrobe shook again, though not as much as Neville, who walked forward as though he were heading for the gallows.
"It's been a very weird night, Hedwig," he yawned.
"Harry! Harry! Are you all right?"
The legless spider had vanished. For a second, everyone looked wildly around to see where it was. Then they saw a silvery-white orb hanging in the air in front of Lupin, who said, "Riddikulus!" almosi lazily.
Harry got a surprise as he looked in at the bookshop window. Instead of the usual display of gold- embossed spellbooks the size of paving slabs, there was a large iron cage behind the glass that held about a hundred copies of The Monster Book of Monsters. Torn pages were flying everywhere as the books grappled with each other, locked together in furious wrestling matches and snapping aggressively.