“Excellent,” said Fred, who had followed Harry through the portrait hole. “I need to visit Zonko’s. I’m nearly out of Stink Pellets.”
Harry threw himself into a chair beside Ron, his high spirits ebbing away. Hermione seemed to read his mind.” Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, pp. 145
Harry threw himself into a chair beside Ron, his high spirits ebbing away. Hermione seemed to read his mind.” Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, pp. 145
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