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"Why isn't anyone going in?" said Ron curiously.
January faded imperceptibly into February, with no change in the bitterly cold weather. The match against Ravenclaw was drawing nearer and nearer, but Harry still hadn't ordered a new broom. He was now asking Professor McGonagall for news of the Firebolt after every Transfiguration lesson, Ron standing hopefully at his shoulder, Hermione rushing past with her face averted.
The hall immediately began to buzz excitedly; the Gryffindors were telling the rest of the school what had just happened.
"Hagrid, please!" said Professor McGonagall. "Keep your voice down!"
"I know," said Ron, controlling himself, "I know who it could've been -- Lupin!"
"What does a Patronus look like?" said Harry curiously.
Lupin made a sudden motion with his arm as though to grip Harry's shoulder, but thought better of it. There was a moment's Silence, then --
"Did you tell the whole pub, Hagrid?" said Professor McGonagall exasperatedly.
"Ah," said Lupin. He considered Harry for a moment. "Why don't you come in? I've just taken delivery of a grindylow for our next lesson." "A what?" said Harry. I
They huddled at the edge of the field under a large umbrella; Harry took off his glasses and wiped them hurriedly on his robes.
"What?" said Wood, frowning at this lighthearted behavior.
"Because Black's not worth dying for," said Ron.