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"Harry, you can't be thinking of going," said Hermione. "It's such a pointless thing to get detention for." Harry sighed. "Yeah, I know," he said. "I s'pose Hagrid'll have to bury Aragog without us." "Yes, he will," said Hermione, looking relieved. "Look, Potions will be almost empty this afternoon, with us all off doing our tests. . . . Try and soften Slughorn up a bit then!" "Fifty-seventh time lucky, you think." said Harry bitterly.
"Lucky," said Ron suddenly. "Harry, that's it — get lucky!" "What d'you mean." "Use your lucky potion!" "Ron, that's — that's it!" said Hermione, sounding stunned. "Of course! Why didn't I think of it." Harry stared at them both. "Felix Felicis." he said. "I dunno . . . I was sort of saving it.
..." "What for." demanded Ron incredulously.
"What on earth is more important than this memory, Harry." asked Hermione.
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