“BLOOD!” Ron yelled into the stunned silence. “HE'S GONE! AND YOU KNOW WHAT WAS ON THE FLOOR?”

Harry waited for the rest of the class to disappear, then headed nervously for Professor McGonagall's desk.

He was standing next to Hermione in the deserted entrance hall and a stream of golden sunlight was falling across the paved floor from the open front doors. He looked wildly around at Hermione, the chain of the hourglass cutting into his neck.

“What d'you mean, he was away?” said Harry. “He was ill when I was playing in that match.”

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