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"You wanted to see me, Professor Dippet?" said Riddle. He looked nervous.
But Hermione was spared answering by Madam Pomfrey sweeping over with her evening dose of medicine.
Harry and Malfoy barely inclined their heads, not taking their eyes off each other.
"It's me," he said, closing the door behind him. There was a clunk, a splash, and a gasp from within the stall and he saw Hermione's eye peering through the keyhole.
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.
"Moste Potente Potions?" she repeated suspiciously, trying to take the note from Hermione; but Hermione wouldn't let go.
"Right," he said, sitting on Harry's ankles. "Here is your singing valentine:
"Why, it's potty wee Potter!" cackled Peeves, knocking Harry's glasses askew as he bounced past him. "What's Potter up to? Why's Potter lurking -"
"You don't care about Ginny," said Ron, whose ears were now
"What yer doin' down here, Tom?"
Lockhart cuffed Harry merrily on the shoulder. "Just do what I did, Harry!"
Harry lay awake for hours that night. Through a gap in the curtains around his four-poster he watched snow starting to drift past the tower window and wondered . . .
"Yeah. . ." said Ron slowly.
She nibbled his ear in an affectionate sort of way, which was a far better present than the one that she had brought him, which turned out to be from the Dursleys. They had sent Harry a toothpick and a note telling him to find out whether he'd be able to stay at Hogwarts for the summer vacation, too.（央视记者 徐海霞）