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Mr. Weasley put down his paper, and Harry saw the now familiar picture of Sirius Black staring up at him.
But Harry continued to stare at the front cover of the book; it showed a black dog large as a bear, with gleaming eyes. It looked oddly familiar...
Full of determination, the team started training sessions, three evenings a week. The weather was getting colder and wetter, the nights darker, but no amount of mud, wind, or rain could tarnish Harry's wonderful vision of finally winning the huge, silver Quidditch Cup.
"I didn't mean to," said Harry, while Ron roared with laughter. "I just -- lost control."
"Riddikulus!" said the class together.
"Good," said Professor Lupin. "Very good. But that was the easy part, I'm afraid. You see, the word alone is not enough. And this is where you come in, Neville."
"It was a dementor, Poppy," said Professor McGonagall.
"Neville?" he repeated, frowning. "This is Harry Potter."
"No, I'm sorry, Harry, but rules are rules," said Fudge flatly.
They hurried after him along the corridor, following the sound of his armor. Every now and then they spotted him running through a picture ahead.
"Why?" said Percy curiously.
"Hm," said the witch, picking up Scabbers. "How old is this rat?"
"Right, Neville," said Professor Lupin. "First things first: what would you say is the thing that frightens you most in the world?"
"Not here!" said Harry hurriedly. "I'm here!"
Harry spent the long sunny days exploring the shops and eating under the brightly colored umbrellas outside cafes, where his fellow diners were showing one another their purchases ( " it , s a lunascope, old boy -- no more messing around with moon charts, see?") or else discussing the case of Sirius Black ("personalty, I won't let any of the children out alone until he's back in Azkaban"). Harry didn't have to do his homework under the blankets by flashlight anymore; now he could sit in the bright sunshine outside Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor, finishing all his essays with occasional help from Florean Fortescue himself, who, apart from knowing a great deal about medieval witch burnings, gave Harry free sundaes every half an hour.;