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The Polyjuice Potion
"Haveyoueverheardofaplanwheresomanythingscouldgowrong?"
ButtoHarry’sandRon’sutteramazement,stageoneoftheoperationwentjustassmoothlyasHermionehadsaid. TheylurkedinthedesertedentrancehallafterChristmastea,waitingforCrabbeandGoylewhohadremainedaloneattheSlytherintable,shovelingdownfourthhelpingsoftrifle. Harryhadperchedthechocolatecakesontheendofthebanisters. WhentheyspottedCrabbeandGoylecomingoutoftheGreatHall,HarryandRonhidquicklybehindasuitofarmornexttothefrontdoor.
"Howthickcanyouget?"RonwhisperedecstaticallyasCrabbegleefullypointedoutthecakestoGoyleandgrabbedthem. Grinningstupidly,theystuffedthecakeswholeintotheirlargemouths. Foramoment,bothofthemchewedgreedily,looksoftriumphontheirfaces. Then,withoutthesmallestchangeofexpression,theybothkeeledoverbackwardontothefloor.
Byfarthehardestpartwashidingthemintheclosetacrossthehall. Oncetheyweresafelystowedamongthebucketsandmops, HarryyankedoutacoupleofthebristlesthatcoveredGoyle’sforeheadandRonpulledoutseveralofCrabbe’shairs. Theyalsostoletheirshoes,becausetheirownwerefartoosmallforCrabbe-andGoyle-sizefeet. Then,stillstunnedatwhattheyhadjustdone,theysprinteduptoMoaningMyrtle’sbathroom.
TheycouldhardlyseeforthethickblacksmokeissuingfromthestallinwhichHermionewasstirringthecauldron. Pullingtheirrobesupovertheirfaces,HarryandRonknockedsoftlyonthedoor.
