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Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - J.K. Rowling

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J.K. Rowling

HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE

it through, including Malfoy. Four Ravenclaws were there, and one Hufflepuff,

Ernie Macmillan, whom Harry liked despite his rather pompous

manner.

“Harry,” Ernie said portentously, holding out his hand as Harry approached,

“didn’t get a chance to speak in Defense Against the Dark Arts this

morning. Good lesson, I thought, but Shield Charms are old hat, of course,

for us old D.A. lags... And how are you, Ron — Hermione?”

Before they could say more than “fine,” the dungeon door opened and

Slughorn’s belly preceded him out of the door. As they filed into the room,

his great walrus mustache curved above his beaming mouth, and he greeted

Harry and Zabini with particular enthusiasm.

The dungeon was, most unusually, already full of vapors and odd smells.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione sniffed interestedly as they passed large, bubbling

cauldrons. The four Slytherins took a table together, as did the four

Ravenclaws. This left Harry, Ron, and Hermione to share a table with Ernie.

They chose the one nearest a gold-colored cauldron that was emitting one

of the most seductive scents Harry had ever inhaled: Somehow it reminded

him simultaneously of treacle tart, the woody smell of a broomstick handle,

and something flowery he thought he might have smelled at the Burrow. He

found that he was breathing very slowly and deeply and that the potion’s

fumes seemed to be filling him up like drink. A great contentment stole over

him; he grinned across at Ron, who grinned back lazily.

“Now then, now then, now then,” said Slughorn, whose massive outline

was quivering through the many shimmering vapors. “Scales out, everyone,

and potion kits, and don’t forget your copies of Advanced Potion-Making...”

“Sir?” said Harry, raising his hand. “Harry, m’boy?”

“I haven’t got a book or scales or anything — nor’s Ron — we didn’t

realize we’d be able to do the N.E.W.T., you see —”

“Ah, yes, Professor McGonagall did mention... not to worry, my dear

boy, not to worry at all. You can use ingredients from the store cupboard

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