The crowd parted； whispering excitedly； Lockhart dived forward； seized Harry's arm； and pulled him to the front。 The crowd burst into applause。 Harry's face burned as Lockhart shook his hand for the photographer； who was clicking away madly； wafting thick smoke over the Weasleys。
〃Nice big smile； Harry；〃 said Lockhart； through his own gleaming teeth。 〃Together； you and I are worth the front page。〃
When he finally let go of Harry's hand； Harry could hardly feel his fingers。 He tried to sidle back over to the Weasleys； but Lockhart threw an arm around his shoulders and clamped him tightly to his side。
〃Ladies and gentlemen；〃 he said loudly； waving for quiet。 〃What an extraordinary moment this is！ The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time！
〃When young Harry here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today； he only wanted to buy my autobiography …which I shall be happy to present him now； free of charge…〃 The crowd applauded again。 〃He had no idea；〃 Lockhart continued； giving Harry a little shake that made his glasses slip to the end of his nose； 〃that he would shortly be getting much； much more than my book； Magical Me。 He and his schoolmates will； in fact； be getting the real magical me。 Yes； ladies and gentlemen； I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September； I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry！〃
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presented with the entire works of Gilderoy Lockhart。 Staggering slightly under their weight； he managed to make his way out of the limelight to the edge of the room； where Ginny was standing next to her new cauldron。
〃You have these；〃 Harry mumbled to her； tipping the books into the cauldron。 〃I'll buy my own …〃
〃Bet you loved that； didn't you； Potter？〃 said a voice Harry had no trouble recognizing。 He straightened up and found himself face…to…face with Draco Malfoy； who was wearing his usual sneer。
〃Famous Harry Potter；〃 said Malfoy。 〃Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page。〃
〃Leave him alone； he didn't want all that！〃 said Ginny。 It was the first time she had spoken in front of Harry。 She was glaring at Malfoy。
〃Potter； you've got yourself a girlfriend！〃 drawled Malfoy。 Ginny went scarlet as Ron and Hermione fought their way over； both clutching stacks of Lockhart's books。
〃Oh； it's you；〃 said Ron； looking at Malfoy as if he were something unpleasant on the sole of his shoe。 〃Bet you're surprised to see Harry here； eh？〃
〃Not as surprised as I am to see you in a shop； Weasley；〃 retorted Malfoy。 〃I suppose your parents will go hungry for a month to pay for all those。〃
Ron went as red as Ginny。 He dropped his books into the cauldron； too； and started toward Malfoy； but Harry and Hermione grabbed the back of his jacket。
〃Ron！〃 said Mr。 Weasley； struggling over with Fred and George。 〃What are you doing？ It's too crowded in here； let's go outside。〃
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〃Well； well； well … Arthur Weasley。〃
It was Mr。 Malfoy。 He stood with his hand on Draco's shoulder； sneering in just the same way。
〃Lucius；〃 said Mr。 Weasley； nodding coldly。
〃Busy time at the Ministry； I hear；〃 said Mr。 Malfoy。 〃All those raids 。。。 I hope they're paying you overtime？〃
He reached into Ginny's cauldron and extracted； from amid the glossy Lockhart books； a very old； very battered copy of A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration。
〃Obviously not；〃 Mr。 Malfoy said。 〃Dear me； what's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it？〃
Mr。 Weasley flushed darker than either Ron or Ginny。
〃We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard； Malfoy；〃 he said。
〃Clearly；〃 said Mr。 Malfoy； his pale eyes straying to Mr。 and Mrs。 Granger； who were watching apprehensively。 〃The pany you keep； Weasley 。。。 and I thought your family could sink no lower ='
There was a thud of metal as Ginny's cauldron went flying； Mr。 Weasley had thrown himself at Mr。 Malfoy； knocking him backward into a bookshelf。 Dozens of heavy spellbooks came thundering down on all their heads； there was a yell of； 〃Get him； Dad！〃 from Fred or George； Mrs。 Weasley was shrieking； 〃No； Arthur； no！〃； the crowd stampeded backward； knocking more shelves over； 〃Gentlemen； please … please！〃 cried the assistant； and then； louder than all
〃Break it up； there； gents； break it up …〃
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Hagrid was wading toward them through the sea of books。 In an instant he had pulled Mr。 Weasley and Mr。 Malfoy apart。 Mr。 Weasley had a cut lip and Mr。 Malfoy had been hit in the eye by an Encyclopedia of Toadstools。 He was still holding Ginny's old Transfiguration book。 He thrust it at her； his eyes glittering with malice。
〃Here； girl … take your book … it's the best your father can give you …〃 Pulling himself out of Hagrid's grip he beckoned to Draco and swept from the shop。
〃Yeh should've ignored him； Arthur；〃 said Hagrid； almost lifting Mr。 Weasley off his feet as he straightened his robes。 〃Rotten ter the core； the whole family； everyone knows that … no Malfoy's worth listenin' ter … bad blood； that's what it is … e on now … let's get outta here。〃
The assistant looked as though he wanted to stop them leaving； but he barely came up to Hagrid's waist and seemed to think better of it。 They hurried up the street； the Grangers shaking with fright and Mrs。 Weasley beside herself with fury。
〃A fine example to set for your children 。 。 。 brawling in public 。 。 。 what Gilderoy Lockhart must've thought …〃
〃He was pleased；〃 said Fred。 〃Didn't you hear him as we were leaving？ He was asking that bloke from the Daily Prophet if he'd be able to work the fight into his report … said it was all publicity …〃
But it was a subdued group that headed back to the fireside in the Leaky Cauldron； where Harry； the Weasleys； and all their shopping would be traveling back to the Burrow using Floo powder。 They said good…bye to the Grangers； who were leaving the pub for the Muggle street on the other side； Mr。 Weasley started to ask
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them how bus stops worked； but stopped quickly at the look on Mrs。 Weasley's face。
Harry took off his glasses and put them safely in his pocket before helping himself to Floo powder。 It definitely wasn't his favorite way to travel。
CHAPTER F I v E
THE WHOMPING
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he end of the summer vacation came too quickly for Harry's liking。 He was looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts； but his month at the Burrow had been the happiest of his life。 It was difficult not to feel jealous of Ron when he thought of the Dursleys and the sort of wele he could expect next time he turned up on Privet Drive。
On their last evening； Mrs。 Weasley conjured up a sumptuous dinner that included all of Harry's favorite things； ending with a mouthwatering treacle pudding。 Fred and George rounded off the evening with a display of Filibuster fireworks； they fiIled the kitchen with red and blue stars that bounced from ceiling to wall for at least half an hour。 Then it was time for