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"But didn't any of you -- fall off your seats?" said Harry awkwardly.
Ron let his fork fall with a clatter.
"How's Scabbers?" Hermione asked timidly as they stripped fat pink pods from the plants and emptied the shining beans into a wooden pail.
"He's gorgeous, isn't he?" said Hermione, glowing.
No, all in all, the thing that bothered Harry most was the fact that his chances of visiting Hogsmeade now looked like zero. Nobody would want Harry to leave the safety of the castle until Black was caught; in fact, Harry suspected his every move would be carefully watched until the danger had passed.
"Why are you carrying all these around with you?" Ron asked her.
"There is no need to say any more, Miss Granger. Tell me, which of you will be dying this year?"
"Righ' then, Harry," said Hagrid. "I reckon he might' let yeh ride him!"
"Er -- Minister? Can I ask you something?"
"Firs' years this way!" called a familiar voice. Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned and saw the gigantic outline of Hagrid at the other end of the platform, beckoning the terrified-looking new students forward for their traditional journey across the lake.
Harry felt his way back to his seat.
Hagrid stopped dead, staring at Harry as though he'd only just realized he was there.
"Anything else?" he said.
"So -- er d'you think it would be all right mean, will It be okay if I -- if I go to Hogsmeade?"
"Help me!" he moaned to Hermione.