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They made their way back up the crowded street to the Magical Menagerie. As they reached it, Hermione came out, but she wasn't carrying an owl. Her arms were clamped tightly around the enormous ginger cat.
"Welcome," it said. "How nice to see you in the physical world at last."
"Perhaps a pot of tea," said Fudge, who still hadn't let go of Harry.
The door of number twelve was ajar and Percy was shouting.
"Molly, they say Sirius Black's mad, and maybe he is, but he was clever enough to escape from Azkaban, and that's supposed to be impossible. It's been three weeks, and no one's seen hide nor hair of him, and I don't care what Fudge keeps telling the Daily Prophet, we're no nearer catching Black than inventing self-spelling wands. The only thing we know for sure is what Black's after
Harry felt himself going red in the face. It was bad enough that he'd passed out, or whatever he had done, without everyone making all this fuss.
"What are you doing Muggle Studies for?" said Ron, rolling his eyes at Harry. "You're Muggle- born! Your mum and dad are Muggles! You already know all about Muggles!"
"My dear," Professor Trelawney's huge eyes opened dramatically,
"Professor Snape... hmmm... Neville, I believe you live with your grandmother?"
Malfoys thin mouth was curving in a mean smile.
"But it'll be fascinating to study them from the wizarding point of view," said Hermione earnestly.
Ron had spent the last quarter of an hour carefully shredding his own roots into exactly equal pieces.
Inside was a very comfortable-looking bed, some highly polished oak furniture, a cheerfully crackling fire and, perched on top of the wardrobe -
"What do we want to be prefects for?" said George, looking revolted at the very idea. "It'd take all the fun out of life."
They headed down to breakfast, where Mr. Weasley was reading the front page of the Daily Prophet with a furrowed brow and Mrs. Weasley was telling Hermione and Ginny about a love potion she'd made as a young girl. All three of them were rather giggly.