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"Mess and muck everywhere! I've had enough of it, I tell you! Follow me, Potter!"
Harry let out a gasp of surprise that no one could hear.
"We'll go and get our stuff," said Ron in a hopeless sort of voice.
Hagrid was bustling around making them tea. His boarhound, Fang, was slobbering over Harry.
"What's happening?" Ron asked Harry. "Why aren't you playing? And what's he doing here?"
"My office is nearest, Headmaster - just upstairs - please feel free -"
"Reverse!" Harry yelled, and the car shot backward; the tree was still trying to hit them; they could hear its roots creaking as it almost ripped itself up, lashing out at them as they sped out of reach.
"I expect they've let it rot to give it a stronger flavor," said Hermione knowledgeably, pinching her nose and leaning closer to look at the putrid haggis.
As the whole class held its breath, Lockhart whipped off the cover.
"PEEVES!" Filch roared, flinging down his quill in a transport of rage. "I'll have you this time, I'll have you!"
Nearly Headless Nick stopped in his tracks and Harry walked right through him. He wished he hadn't; it was like stepping through an icy shower.
"Well, well, well - Arthur Weasley."
"Oh, shut up," said Harry. Ron snorted with laughter and the ground was sprayed with slugs.
Harry squinted at the window. There was a thin mist hanging across the pink-and-gold sky. Now that he was awake, he couldn't understand how he could have slept through the racket the birds were making.