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"Really?" said Mr. Weasley eagerly. "Were there escapators? How exactly -"
Professor Binns blinked.
"Well, I don't know what you expected, Ron, but you -"
"- and as you see, certain of these poisons might make it appear -"
"He's in Gryffindor," said Harry quickly.
Wood wasn't pleased.
Then there was a popping noise and the car, Harry, and Ron reappeared.
"Hold on!" Ron yelled, and he slammed his foot on the acceler
"She haunts a toilet?"
He reached into Ginny's cauldron and extracted, from amid the glossy Lockhart books, a very old, very battered copy of A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration.
"We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy," he said.
Harry looked bemusedly at the photograph Colin was brandishing under his nose.
"Just saying - saying - how nice you look tonight," said Hermione, glaring at Peeves.
"My name was down for Eton, you know. I can't tell you how glad I am I came here instead. Of course, Mother was slightly disappointed, but since I made her read Lockhart's books I think she's begun to see how useful it'll be to have a fully trained wizard in the family . . . ."
"Name . . . Harry Potter. Crime . . ."
Several uneventful hours later, however, Harry had to admit that some of the fun was wearing off. The toffees had made them extremely thirsty and they had nothing to drink. He and Ron had pulled off their sweaters, but Harry's T-shirt was sticking to the back of his seat and his glasses kept sliding down to the end of his sweaty nose. He had stopped noticing the fantastic cloud shapes now and was thinking longingly of the train miles below, where you could buy ice-cold pumpkin juice from a trolley pushed by a plump witch. Why hadn't they been able to get onto platform nine and three-quarters?
Clutching his broken glasses to his face, Harry stared around. He had emerged into a dingy alleyway that seemed to be made up entirely of shops devoted to the Dark Arts. The one he'd just left, Borgin and Burkes, looked like the largest, but opposite was a nasty window display of shrunken heads and, two doors down, a large cage was alive with gigantic black spiders. Two shabby-looking wizards were watching him from the shadow of a doorway, muttering to each other. Feeling jumpy, Harry set off, trying to hold his glasses on straight and hoping against hope he'd be able to find a way out of here.。