cure,鈥�said Harry.
He stood up. The class backed away. They all looked unnerved.
鈥淪ee you later,鈥�Harry muttered to Ron, and he picked up his bag and headed for the trapdoor, ignoring Professor Trelawney, who was wearing an expression of great frustration, as though she had just been denied a real treat.
When Harry reached the bottom of her stepladder, however, he did not set off for the hospital wing. He had no intention whatsoever of going there. Sirius had told him what to do if his scar hurt him again, and Harry was going to follow his advice: He was going straight to Dumbledore's office. He marched down the corridors, thinking about what he had seen in the dream鈥t had been as vivid as the one that had awoken him on Privet Drive.鈥e ran over the details in his mind, trying to make sure he could remember them.鈥e had heard Voldemort accusing Wormtail of making a blunder鈥ut the owl had brought good news, the blunder had been repaired, somebody was dead鈥o Wormtail was not going to be fed to the snake鈥e, Harry,
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