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第7章 九死一生！

“Nonsense!” said Percy, looking startled. “You had too much to eat, Ron — had a nightmare —”

“Nicely done, Hermione,“ said Ron, emerging behind a bin beside the theater door as Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak. Together they carried the little witch into the dark passageway that led backstage. Hermione plucked a few hairs from the witch’s head and added them to a flask of muddy Polyjuice Potion she had taken from the beaded bag. Ron was rummaging through the little witch’s handbag.

“She's - she's sent me a Howler,” said Ron faintly.

“Put it on, put it on,” said the other. “Call wine, wine; and finish

“Shut up, Ron,” snapped Hermione. “Harry, what happened? Why do you think you couldn’t make your Patronus? You managed perfectly yesterday!”

“Save your breath”

“Not much boiling down to be done tonight, Memory,” said Mr.

“Of his own desire?”

“So that's how you thought you'd persuade me, is it? Well, the answer's no, Albus.”