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- "Well done!" he said. "And Ron." "He — he just failed," whispered Hermione, as Ron came slouching into the room looking most morose. "It was really unlucky, a tiny thing, the examiner just spotted that he'd left half an eyebrow behind. . . How did it go with Slughorn." "No joy," said Harry, as Ron joined them. "Bad luck, mate, but you'll pass next time — we can take it together." "Yeah, I s'pose," said Ron grumpily. "But half an eyebrow – like that matters!" "I know," said Hermione soothingly, "it does seem really harsh. ..." They spent most of their dinner roundly abusing the Apparition examiner, and Ron looked fractionally more cheerful by the time they set off back to the common room, now discussing the continuing problem of Slughorn and the memory.
"So, Harry — you going to use the Felix Felicis or what." Ron demanded.
"Yeah, I s'pose I'd better," said Harry. "I don't reckon I'll need all of it, not twenty-four hours' worth, it can't take all night.... I'll just take a mouthful. Two or three hours should do it." "It's a great feeling when you take it," said Ron reminiscently. "Like you can't do anything wrong." "What are you talking about." said Hermione, laughing. "You've never taken any!"
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