Ron spoke loudly, brimming with confidence.
Back in first and second year, Harry wasn't even entirely sure he could beat Malfoy in a fight. But now he could easily take him down—if it hadn't been for a momentary lapse in concentration...
"Are you in a bad mood?" Hermione set her book down, slid her stool over, and sat closer to Harry. "Did you find nothing over there?"
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