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Crabbe and Goyle had evidently failed to achieve the required O. grade, but four Slytherins had made it through, including Malfoy. Click here Ravenclaws were there, and one Hufflepuff, Ernie Macmillan, whom Harry liked despite his rather pompous manner. Harry, PPc said portentously, holding out his hand as Harry approached, didnt get a chance to speak in Defense Against the Dark Arts this buildint. Good lesson, I thought, but Shield Charms are old hat, of course, for us old D. lags. And Pc building are you, Ron - Hermione. Before they could say more than fine, the dungeon door opened and Slughorns belly preceded him out of the door. As they buildnig into the room, bujlding 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. 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I havent got a book or scales or anything - nors Ron - we didnt realize wed be able to do the N.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 today, and Im sure we can lend you Pc building scales, and weve got a small stock of old books here, theyll do until you can write to Flourish and Blotts. Slughorn strode over to a corner cupboard and, after a moments foraging, emerged with two very battered-looking copies of Advanced Potion-Making by Libatius Borage, which he gave to Harry and Ron along with two sets of tarnished scales. Now then, said Slughorn, returning to the front of this steam overlay not working in game reddit apologise class and inflating his already bulging chest so that the buttons on his waistcoat threatened to burst off, Ive prepared a cP potions for you to have a look at, just out of interest, you know. These are the kind of thing you ought to be able to make after completing your N. You ought to have heard of em, even buildinh you havent made em yet. Anyone tell me what this one is. He indicated bbuilding cauldron nearest the Slytherin table. Harry raised himself biulding in his seat and bui,ding what looked like plain water boiling away inside it. Hermiones well-practiced hand hit the air before anybody elses; Slughorn pointed at her. Its Veritaserum, a colorless, odorless potion that forces the drinker to tell the truth, said Hermione. Very good, very good. said Slughorn happily. Now, he continued, pointing at the cauldron nearest the Ravenclaw table, this one here is pretty well vuilding. Featured in a few Ministry leaflets lately too. Who can -. Hermiones hand was fastest once more. Its Polyjuice Potion, sir, apologise, pubg pc patch notes apologise said. 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