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The moment the door had closed, Mr. Borgin dropped his oily manner.
It was Mr. Malfoy. He stood with his hand on Draco's shoulder, sneering in just the same way.
"I'm staying with the Weasleys but we got separated," Harry explained. "I've got to go and find them . . . ."
riously, letting go of his parchment, which sprang back into a roll. "And Hermione's done four feet seven inches and her writing's tiny. "
Harry, Ron, and Hermione strolled off along the winding, cobbled street. The bag of gold, silver, and bronze jangling cheerfully
"W-what am I supposed to do?" he stammered.
"Oh - yes," said Harry, who was obviously supposed to agree.
"Wish I knew what he was up to," said Fred, frowning. "He's not himself. His exam results came the day before you did; twelve O.WL.s and he hardly gloated at all."
Harry wiped his forehead on his sleeve as Draco turned away.
Ron and Hermione were crossing the grass to see what was going on.