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¡°¡®Ow come you di'n't tell us ¡®oo you are, eh, Neville?¡± said Stan, beaming at Harry, while Ernie's owlish face peered interestedly over Stan's shoulder.

He replaced the top of the ink bottle; pulled an old pillowcase from under his bed; put the flashlight, A History of Magic, his essay, quill, and ink inside it; got out of bed; and hid the lot under a loose floorboard under his bed. Then he stood up, stretched, and checked the time on the luminous alarm clock on his bedside table.

¡°Okay!¡± said Harry. ¡°It was just an idea, I just thought ¡ª¡±


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