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"That's an understatement," said Ron. "They're raking in the Galleons! I can't wait to see the place, we haven't been to Diagon Alley yet, because Mum says Dad's got to be there for extra security and he's been really busy at work, but it sounds excellent."
The classroom door opened as she spoke, and Snape stepped into the corridor, his sallow face framed as ever by two curtains of greasy black hair. Silence fell over the queue immediately.
"He enjoys Acid Pops?" said Ron, who had read the message over Harry's shoulder and was looking perplexed.
Harry’s nose felt very hot, and then very cold. He raised a hand and felt gingerly. It seemed to be mended.
“You've seen Snape? How come?" said Ron between frenzied mouthfuls of gateau.
"Do you remember me telling you we are practicing nonverbal spells, Potter?"
"So is that why you're late, Metamorph-Medals?"
"One for your little girl, madam?" he called at Mrs. Weasley as they passed, leering at Ginny. "Protect her pretty neck?"
"Thanks, Molly. It's been a tough night. Some idiot's started selling Metamorph-Medals. Just sling them around your neck and you'll be able to change your appearance at will. A hundred thousand disguises, all for ten Galleons!"
Fleur turned back to Harry, swinging her silvery sheet of hair so that it whipped Mrs. Weasley across the face.
She gripped both Harry and Ron tightly around the elbows.
"How's she going to manage that?" asked Harry.
"Pathetic, Weasley," said Snape, after a while. "Here -- let me show you -"
"'Patented Daydream Charms
Belby started and accepted what looked like half a cold pheasant.