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"Uh-oh," said Ron, jabbing at the Invisibility Booster. "It's faulty -"
The vaults were reached by means of small, goblin-driven carts that sped along miniature train tracks through the bank's underground tunnels. Harry enjoyed the breakneck journey down to the Weasleys' vault, but felt dreadful, far worse than he had in Knockturn Alley, when it was opened. There was a very small pile of silver Sickles inside, and just one gold Galleon. Mrs. Weasley felt right into the corners before sweeping the whole lot into her bag. Harry felt even worse when they reached his vault. He tried to block the contents from view as he hastily shoved handfuls of coins into a leather bag.
"That - that voice that said - didn't you hear it?"
Harry looked up at the giant clock with a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach. Ten seconds ... nine seconds ...
"Eat slugs, Malfoy," said Ron angrily. Crabbe stopped laughing and started rubbing his knuckles in a menacing way.
"I see you've all bought a complete set of my books -well done. I thought we'd start today with a little quiz. Nothing to worry about
in Muggle shops. He had never mentioned his Gringotts bank account to the Dursleys; he didn't think their horror of anything connected with magic would stretch to a large pile of gold.
"My dear friends," he said mournfully. "Welcome, welcome . . . so pleased you could come. . . ."
"Follow me," said Snape.
"Sit," she said, and they both backed into chairs by the fire.
"A fine example to set for your children . . . brawling in public . . . what Gilderoy Lockhart must've thought -"
The moment the door had closed, Mr. Borgin dropped his oily manner.
"I'll make it," Lockhart butted in. "I must have done it a hundred times. I could whip up a Mandrake Restorative Draught in my sleep -"
Yawning and shivering slightly, Harry climbed out of bed and tried to find his Quidditch robes.
"I'm holding a party down in one of the roomier dungeons. Friends will be coming from all over the country. It would be such an honor if you would attend. Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger would be most welcome, too, of course - but I daresay you'd rather go to the school feast?" He watched Harry on tenterhooks.