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           Harrywasbleeding.Clutchinghisrighthandinhisleftandswearingunderhisbreath,heshoulderedopenhisbedroomdoor.Therewasacrunchofbreakingchina.Hehadtroddenonacupofcoldteathathadbeensittingontheflooroutsidehisbedroomdoor.

           "Whatthe—?"

           Helookedaround,thelandingofnumberfour,PrivetDrive,wasdeserted.PossiblythecupofteawasDudley’sideaofacleverboobytrap.Keepinghisbleedinghandelevated,Harryscrapedthefragmentsofcuptogetherwiththeotherhandandthrewthemintothealreadycrammedbinjustvisibleinsidehisbedroomdoor.Thenhetrampedacrosstothebathroomtorunhisfingerunderthetap.

           Itwasstupid,pointless,irritatingbeyondbeliefthathestillhadfourdaysleftofbeingunabletoperformmagic...buthehadtoadmittohimselfthatthisjaggedcutinhisfingerwouldhavedefeatedhim.Hehadneverlearnedhowtorepairwounds,andnowhecametothinkofitparticularlyinlightofhisimmediateplansthisseemedaseriousflawinhismagicaleducation.MakingamentalnotetoaskHermionehowitwasdone,heusedalargewadoftoiletpapertomopupasmuchoftheteaashecouldbeforereturningtohisbedroomandslammingthedoorbehindhim.

           Harryhadspentthemorningcompletelyemptyinghisschooltrunkforthefirsttimesincehehadpackeditsixyearsago.

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