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`jealous?"said Malfoy, who didn't need to shout anymore: half the courtyard was listening in. "Of what? I don't want a foul scar right across my head, thanks. I don't think getting your head cut open makes you that special, myself."
It was a voice, a voice to chill the bone marrow, a voice of breathtaking, ice-cold venom.
"I suggest, Headmaster, that Potter is not being entirely truthful," he said. "It might be a good idea if he were deprived of certain privileges until he is ready to tell us the whole story. I personally feel he should be taken off the Gryffindor Quidditch team until he is ready to be honest."
"Done," said Mr. Malfoy at the counter. "Come, Draco -"
"You will be polishing the silver in the trophy room with Mr. Filch," said Professor McGonagall. "And no magic, Weasley - elbow grease."
"In!" he said, opening a door halfway down the cold passageway and pointing.
"Big deal," said Ron, rubbing his foot where the photographer had stepped on it.
"Bet he didn't like that," said Harry, sitting up and rubbing his chin.
"Get out of the way, Colin!" said Harry angrily. He and Hermione supported Ron out of the stadium and across the grounds toward the edge of the forest.
"I know!" said Lockhart. "Six solid months at the top of the best- seller list! Broke all records!"
"The Ministry wouldn't presume to trouble you, sir, surely?"
Seamus Finnigan couldn't control himself. He let out a snort of laughter that even Lockhart couldn't mistake for a scream of terror.
Several people in green robes were walking onto the field, broomsticks in their hands.
"Lousy Muggles," growled Hagrid. "If I'd've known -"
The bell rang and there was a mad rush toward the exit. In the relative calm that followed, Lockhart straightened up, caught sight of Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who were almost at the door, and said, "Well, I'll ask you three to just nip the rest of them back into their cage." He swept past them and shut the door quickly behind him.
Ten minutes later, Snape returned, and sure enough it was Professor McGonagall who accompanied him. Harry had seen Professor McGonagall angry on several occasions, but either he had forgotten just how thin her mouth could go, or he had never seen her this angry before. She raised her wand the moment she entered; Harry and Ron both flinched, but she merely pointed it at the empty fireplace, where flames suddenly erupted.？