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The Dueling Club
AgroupoftheHufliepuffswhoshouldhavebeeninHerbologywereindeedsittingatthebackofthelibrary,buttheydidn’tseemtobeworking. Betweenthelonglinesofhighbookshelves,Harrycouldseethattheirheadswereclosetogetherandtheywerehavingwhatlookedlikeanabsorbingconversation.Hecouldn’tseewhetherJustinwasamongthem. Hewaswalkingtowardthemwhensomethingofwhattheyweresayingmethisears,andhepausedtolisten,hiddenintheInvisibilitysection.
"Soanyway,"astoutboywassaying,"ItoldJustintohideupinourdormitory.Imeantosay,ifPotter’smarkedhimdownashisnextvictim,it’sbestifhekeepsalowprofileforawhile. Ofcourse,Justin’sbeenwaitingforsomethinglikethistohappeneversinceheletsliptoPotterhewasMuggle-born.Justinactuallytoldhimhe’dbeendownforEton. That’snotthekindofthingyoubandyaboutwithSlytherin’sheirontheloose,isit?"
"YoudefinitelythinkitisPotter,then,Ernie?"saidagirlwithblondepigtailsanxiously.
"Hannah,"saidthestoutboysolemnly,"he’saParselmouth.Everyoneknowsthat’sthemarkofaDarkwizard. Haveyoueverheardofadecentonewhocouldtalktosnakes?TheycalledSlytherinhimselfSerpent-tongue."
Therewassomeheavymurmuringatthis,andErniewenton, "Rememberwhatwaswrittenonthewall?EnemiesoftheHeir,Beware.Potterhadsomesortofrun-inwithFilch.Nextthingweknow,Flich’scat’sattacked.
