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4. Chapter 4
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<p><em>I had a hint of writer's block writing this chapter. But here it is! Thank you
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all for your reviews.</em></p>
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<p class='c1'><strong>Chapter 4</strong></p>
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<p>"So Fred and George just went off to Egypt and haven't been back in weeks," Ron
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explained. "They hired some guy fresh out of school to man the store while they're
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gone but I don't think he was expecting them to be gone for quite so long."</p>
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<p>Harry chuckled when he thought about just what the twins were getting up to.</p>
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<p>Ron, Hermione and himself were sitting in the Hogwarts express that would once
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again take them to their beloved school for the last time. Well, at least for Ron and
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Hermione. Harry could have taken the floo but wanted to experience this ride one last
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time. Next year though, he probably would just travel with Snape instead.</p>
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<p>Lucky for him, Ron was now limerick-free.</p>
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<p>"They didn't even tell me what they were going to do," Ron continued, "They said
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that they were going to visit Bill but I don't think that would take so long. And why
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wouldn't they know when they would be able to get back from a regular visit? No,
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something fishy is going on."</p>
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<p>"They probably just needed a vacation," Hermione offered, "They've been working so
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very hard, after all."</p>
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<p>Ron huffed, "I doubt it. Their workplace is their playground. Every day is a
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holiday for those two. No, I think they're trying to invent another joke or prank of
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sorts which they're going to test on me as soon as they're back."</p>
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<p>"So don't eat anything they give you," Harry suggested.</p>
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<p>"He could never turn down food," Hermione said indignantly, "Not even if he
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suspected it was laced with something suspicious."</p>
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<p>"It is bad practice to waste food," Ron said matter-of-factly. "And I'm at least
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eighty per cent sure that the twins won't try to kill me."</p>
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<p>"But they might have you speaking in limericks for another month," Harry said.</p>
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<p>Ron made a rude sound. "Like they would ever get the recipe from Snape," he said,
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"Nah, It'll probably be something less subtle like… I don't know… Having someone
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speak in a high pitched voice or something."</p>
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<p>"I don't know, Ron, they might end up surprising you," Harry teased.</p>
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<p>"What?" Ron exclaimed, "Harry, you know something, don't you?"</p>
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<p>"Don't be silly," Harry replied easily, "How would I know more than you? It's not
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like they randomly stop by or anything."</p>
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<p>Harry winked at Hermione who giggled into her hand.</p>
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<p>"Have any of you seen Draco, by the way?" Harry asked, "I'm a bit surprised that
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he didn't join us."</p>
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<p>"I think that coming back to school might be a bit hard for him," Hermione replied
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softly, "We've been owling over the holidays and he doesn't like leaving his mother
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alone for so long. Not after… you know."</p>
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<p>"Yeah," Ron agreed, "It must be tough coming back here. This is where his dad got
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killed and everything."</p>
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<p>"I guess he's grateful that there's only one year left of school," Harry said, "I
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wonder what he's planning on doing after."</p>
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<p>"Artefact creation," Hermione said easily, "That's what he's told me anyway. He's
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gotten really interested in it."</p>
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<p>"It beats Death Eater," Ron shrugged.</p>
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<p>"Ron!" Hermione chided, "What an awful thing to say."</p>
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<p>"I was just kidding, Hermione," Ron said, frowning somewhat. "You really don't
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need to protect the Malfoy heir against all the evils in the world."</p>
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<p>"I'm not!" Hermione argued, "I just think he needs a friend, right now."</p>
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<p>"Fine," Ron said sort if grumpily, "But don't forget that I need you too."</p>
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<p>Hermione rolled up the magazine she was reading and lightly tapped Ron on the head
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with it. "Don't be jealous, Ronald," she chided, "You know you're much more important
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to me."</p>
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<p>Ron grinned. "You'd best remember that! Oh Harry, did you want a chocolate
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frog?"</p>
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<p>Harry accepted and unwrapped his chocolate treat as Hermione went back to reading
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'<em>The Practical Potioneer</em>'. Harry frowned when he recognised the cover.</p>
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<p>"Since when do <em>you</em> read Potions magazines?" he asked.</p>
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<p>Hermione huffed somewhat in annoyance. "Well, I'll have you know I've looked into
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staying at Hogwarts for a specialisation year as well. And to do that, I've been
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reading up on the different Masters and what is required to become one."</p>
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<p>"Severus is always reading that magazine as well," Harry pointed out.</p>
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<p>"Well, of course, he is," Hermione said exasperatedly, "It's the foremost magazine
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on everything regarding potions after all. If you want to stay on top of things, you
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need to be reading it every time another edition comes out. Didn't you know
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that?"</p>
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<p>Harry flushed a little. "No, I didn't," he admitted, "Do you think I could read it
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once you're done with it?"</p>
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<p>Hermione passed him the magazine with a sigh, "Go ahead. I've already read it
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twice," she said, "And there's a form in the back that you can fill out if you want a
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subscription. I suggest that you do so since you've already chosen to specialise in
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potions."</p>
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<p>"I will!" Harry said gratefully, "Thanks, Hermione."</p>
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<p>"You're very welcome," Hermione replied sweetly as she withdrew another magazine
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from her bag called '<em>A plan for Plants'</em>.</p>
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<p>Ron rolled his eyes and got up from his seat. "You guys have fun," he said flatly,
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"I'll just go look for Draco or Neville or something."</p>
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<p>Both Hermione and Harry grunted noncommittally, already engrossed in their
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reading.</p>
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<hr size="1" noshade="noshade"/>
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<p>When Harry, Ron and Hermione walked over to their usual spots in the middle of the
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Gryffindor table, they noticed Draco sitting on the Slytherin side. When they saw
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each other, Draco raised his hand in greeting but stayed in his seat. Harry didn't
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know if he was staying because he still needed some time to himself or not but either
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way, he was sure that during the night of the sorting at least, students were not
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allowed to mingle among other houses. Especially when those students were prefects.
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So Harry just smiled in return and took his seat.</p>
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<p>He glanced over at the high table and noticed that Snape was regarding him
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carefully. Almost as he had done during the feast, his very first year. But there was
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no malice in his eyes this time. Harry smiled at him which seemed to satisfy Snape
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since he turned away and started talking to McGonagall.</p>
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<p>Harry had not anticipated for a new teacher to make their way into Hogwarts this
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year since Slughorn was still teaching potions, and Snape had managed to hold on to
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the defence position, but there she was.</p>
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<p>She was a woman in her early thirties with long, dark chocolate hair and amber
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eyes that seemed to shine with glee as she took in the great hall. She was clearly
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not very tall and seemed somewhat shy as she was listening politely to other
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teachers' conversations but didn't jump in herself. Harry thought she looked sort of
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lonely as she sat there.</p>
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<p>And who was she anyway? All the other teachers seemed to still be present so Harry
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could not imagine what the woman was doing there.</p>
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<p>As always, McGonagall stood at the ready with the sorting hat to divide the new
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group of first years into the four houses. Harry clapped along dutifully for every
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child that joined Gryffindor but ignored the jeers and scathing remarks some of the
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Gryffindors would make when a child was sorted into Slytherin.</p>
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<p>When the sorting was over, Dumbledore rose from his seat and spread his arms to
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signify that he was about to make an announcement. It didn't take long for the
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majority of the children to quiet down and for the rest of them to be elbowed by
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their peers until they too shut their mouth. Once everyone had settled down,
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Dumbledore smiled happily, his eyes twinkling and addressed the students.</p>
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<p>"It is nice to see so many new faces grace this hall with their presence, this
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year," he began, "And it pleases me, even more, to announce that one of those new
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faces will be your new History of Magic teacher."</p>
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<p>Surprised murmurs rose from the more seasoned students of Hogwarts. Dumbledore
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allowed it to go on for a few minutes before resolutely raising a hand, motioning for
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everyone to calm down once more.</p>
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<p>"It has come to my attention that Professor Binns no longer wished to teach. He
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would rather spend the rest of his death in peace and quiet. We thank him for the
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many years of service and wish him the very best. In his stead, we welcome the very
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talented and engaging Professor Maya Bell."</p>
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<p>The new woman gave a small wave, smiling shyly before dropping her hand and
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looking back at Dumbledore.</p>
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<p>"That's the author of '<em>Connections through the ages'</em>," Hermione
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hissed.</p>
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<p>"I am well aware that most of you who had the opportunity dropped the subject of
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History of Magic altogether," Dumbledore continued, "Which has resulted in there not
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being a single student in the NEWT class. Now I am aware that this is perhaps the
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result of something other than simply the subject matter."</p>
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<p>Harry noticed Snape shake his head lightly in dismay.</p>
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<p>"Which is why I want to offer you all a chance to get reacquainted with History of
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Magic. I only ask of you that you see it through for a couple of weeks. If you decide
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– after these weeks – that you would still wish to drop the subject, I will not blame
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you and allow you to do so without a problem. But it would make me most happy if you
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would generously use your time to give Professor Bell a chance. I know for sure that
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she might surprise you."</p>
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<p>Dumbledore's eyes twinkled fiercely in the light of the enchanted candle.</p>
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<p>"Now I do believe that I've kept you long enough," Dumbledore concluded, "Please
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enjoy your meal."</p>
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<p>After this confusing turn of events, platters appeared on every edge of every
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table, filled with the most delicious food of any kind. Harry grabbed the first
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pitcher of pumpkin juice that was in reach and smelled it carefully before pouring
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himself a glass. He took a small sip and slushed it around in his mouth cautiously
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before deciding that if it was indeed poisoned, it was undetectable. He looked over
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his shoulder to see Draco give him a sheepish grin and held up his glass in salute
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before drinking resolutely.</p>
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<p>He then looked at Snape who raised his eyebrow at him and Harry gave him the
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thumbs up after which Snape rolled his eyes.</p>
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<p>"So what do you make of this new teacher?" Hermione asked.</p>
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<p>"She's cute," Ron said pointedly as he stared at the high table.</p>
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<p>"Ron!" Hermione chided, smacking him on the head.</p>
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<p>"It sucks that we need to take History again," Harry groaned, "I won't have enough
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time for everything as it is."</p>
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<p>"You can just drop it again after a few weeks," Hermione pointed out, "And
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besides, it might turn out to be interesting."</p>
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<p>"Yeah, it's about time they found a replacement for old Binns," Ron said, "I can't
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believe they didn't do so sooner."</p>
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<p>"It did seem a bit overdue," Hermione agreed.</p>
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<p>Harry looked back at the high table to see Professor Bell try and strike up a
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conversation with Snape but the Potions Master gave her a curt reply and turned away
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to chat to McGonagall. Bell seemed to take it in stride though. She just shrugged and
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turned towards Flitwick who sat on her other side and happily engaged in conversation
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with her.</p>
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<p>'<em>Play Nice'</em> Harry wrote on the cuff Snape had given him for his birthday
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the previous year. Snape looked at his wrist and simply shot Harry an exasperated
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look before continuing his conversation with the transfiguration professor.</p>
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<p>"Did Snape tell you about her beforehand?" Ron asked curiously.</p>
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<p>"Nope," Harry replied, "Kept me completely in the dark."</p>
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<p>"Oh well, he doesn't strike me as the talkative type even at the best of times,"
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Ron said.</p>
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<p>"He probably wasn't allowed to say anything," Hermione argued.</p>
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<p>"Why in the world would that even matter?" Ron asked, "This could hardly be
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considered a state secret."</p>
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<p>"Well, whatever the case, I think it's nice that we get another shot at History
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this year," Hermione said resolutely, "And who knows. If she's a good teacher, I
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might even consider a speciality year in the subject."</p>
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<p>"If McGonagall allows you to," Harry pointed out.</p>
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<p>"Oh, why wouldn't she?" Hermione said, "No professor would ever deter a student
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from learning more, would they?"</p>
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<p>Hermione dug into her food and Ron shared a knowing look with Harry. McGonagall
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better agree to something or Hermione was going to be hell to be around for the
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entirety of the year.</p>
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<p>After a day of classes that were hardly interesting, Harry found himself in the
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library with Hermione at his side. They had been in there for an hour already,
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finishing up the homework they had already been assigned before moving on to more
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personal topics.</p>
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<p>For Hermione that meant building a case for herself that would hopefully convince
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McGonagall to allow her to stay an extra year.</p>
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<p>For Harry, this meant building up his theorem. The sheer amount of books in the
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library were sure to help him. And lucky for him, Snape had trusted him enough to
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grant him unlimited access to the forbidden section. That was a good thing too
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because there was information there that he would desperately need.</p>
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<p>The current subject matter of interest was Dementors.</p>
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<p>'<em>Related to the Lethifolds, Dementors are that much more vile. They cannot be
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killed but they do have a natural life-span that runs out eventually. No one knows
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how long that is since no dementor can be distinguished from the rest.'</em></p>
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<p>Harry skimmed the pages as he tried to find what he was looking for.</p>
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<p>'<em>They feed off of people's terror and darkness, removing all feelings of
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happiness as they draw closer to make it easier for them to prey on their victims.
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When their prey is sufficiently made devoid of happiness and hope, the soul becomes
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more vulnerable to outside influences. Eventually, it can be taken by a dementor,
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resulting in what is known as the Dementor's kiss. There is no recovery possible from
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such an attack.</em>'</p>
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<p>"What are you reading about?" Hermione asked, shaking Harry's focus.</p>
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<p>"Dementors," Harry replied, showing Hermione the passage he was reading.</p>
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<p>"interesting," Hermione said, "A bit dark, but interesting."</p>
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<p>"It's remarkable that they attack the soul," Harry told her, "They are able to
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suck out, and therefore move a soul, something that is normally not only invisible
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but also untouchable which is probably why most muggles are sceptical about its
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existence."</p>
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<p>Hermione nodded contemplatively, "True," she agreed, "Since they consume thoughts
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and emotions, I can only assume that the soul is classified in the same category as
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those."</p>
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<p>"I don't think that's entirely right," Harry said, "I think the soul <em>is</em>
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the category."</p>
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<p>"Ah, that would make a lot of sense!" Hermione said, "But what does that
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mean?"</p>
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<p>"Do you remember that spell my mother created?" Harry asked, "The one that can
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convey emotion?"</p>
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<p>"Of course I do," Hermione huffed indignantly, "We used it to help Draco out,
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after all."</p>
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<p>"What if I can use it to sort of imitate the dementors? You know, to draw a soul
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closer."</p>
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<p>"I don't know, Harry," Hermione said carefully, "That sounds kind of dark. And I
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think it's an innate ability of theirs, not one you can emulate. And why would you
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want to do something like that anyway?"</p>
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<p>"It's not like that," Harry replied, "I don't plan on sucking out anyone's soul or
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anything. What I want to do is attract them, pull them closer so to speak. I can't
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explain why just yet. It's for the potion I'm trying to create, you see?"</p>
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<p>"Well, as long as you're careful," Hermione said, frowning at her friend,
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"Professor Snape is supervising you, right?"</p>
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<p>"He is," Harry assured her, "I am not even allowed to start brewing until he
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approves of my theorem." He sighed heavily, "I've already worked on it a bit over the
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summer but it's coming along very slowly."</p>
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<p>"Well it's not as if you have a deadline," Hermione pointed out, "Take it slow and
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be thorough. Especially when meddling with things like dementors."</p>
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<p>"Don't worry, I will be," Harry assured her.</p>
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<p>Hogwarts was overtaken by a horrible heatwave. It had gotten so bad that the
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students were allowed to forego their school robes and were wearing nothing but their
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normal clothes. Even most of the teachers refused to don their teaching robes. Only
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Snape seemed to ignore the suffocating heat, proudly stalking through the hallways as
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his robes billowed behind him.</p>
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<p>It helped, of course, that he spent a large portion of his day in the dungeons.
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Even the defence classroom was in the vicinity of the cooler part of the castle.</p>
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<p>The many owls that lived in the school were sluggish and annoyed, preening their
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feathers more than normal and delivering the mail with long delays. Hedwig, however,
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seemed to be worse off than any of the other owls. One morning, she came swooping in
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at breakfast. She was on her way back from delivering Harry's subscription for
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'<em>The Practical Potioneer'</em>, the first edition already tied to her talons,
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when she all but crashed into his bowl of cereal.</p>
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<p>"Hedwig!" Harry exclaimed loudly, jumping up from his seat. Hedwig screeched
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softly as she flapped her wings weakly.</p>
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<p>"Take her to Hagrid," Hermione said in a panicked tone, "He'll know what to
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do."</p>
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<p>Harry didn't need to be told that a second time. He scooped up the weakened owl in
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his arms and raced to the high table where none of the teachers seemed to have
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noticed anything being amiss.</p>
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<p>Hagrid – who was sweating profusely under the mass of hair that he called a beard
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– looked up as Harry came to a stop in front of the high table and showed him the
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weakened owl.</p>
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<p>"Hagrid," he said helplessly, "Something's wrong with Hedwig."</p>
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<p>"Oh dear," Hagrid said as he took Hedwig from Harry, "It'll be alright, my beauty,
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don't you worry."</p>
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<p>Hagrid emptied a bowl of potatoes onto his plate and filled it with cool water. He
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dunked Hedwig's feet in the bowl but kept her body out of it, offering her a separate
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saucer to drink from.</p>
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<p>"What's wrong with her, Hagrid?" Snape asked apprehensively, unhappy about Harry's
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expression.</p>
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<p>"She's overheated," Hagrid explained, "Snowy owls are not used to temperatures
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such as these."</p>
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<p>"What can I do?" Harry asked worriedly.</p>
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<p>"You'd best take 'er somewhere cold, while it's this hot out," Hagrid replied,
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"Take 'er to the dungeons if you can. I'm sure she'll perk right up after a few
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hours."</p>
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<p>Harry looked at Snape with a sort of pleading look in his eyes. "Would that be
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alright, sir?" he asked.</p>
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<p>"Of course," Snape agreed easily, "I wouldn't dare put your owl's health at risk."
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He thought it over for a second, "I would advise you to put her in the students'
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potions lab. Not a lot of people actually use it, and it's cold in there. I would put
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her in my chambers but there's always a fire burning down there so I doubt that would
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be an adequate solution."</p>
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<p>Harry turned to Professor Slughorn at that. "Would that be alright with you,
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professor?" he asked.</p>
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<p>"Of course, Harry!" Slughorn replied amicably, "Anything for one of my top
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students. Just make sure you provide her with a perch so she won't sit on any of the
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cauldrons."</p>
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<p>"Thanks, Professor," Harry said and raced down to the dungeons with a slightly
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more lively Hedwig on his arm, the magazine still attached to her foot.</p>
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<p>As promised, he provided her with a makeshift perch immediately, setting her up
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with food and water and taking her burden away from her.</p>
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<p>"I'm sorry, girl," Harry said as he stroked Hedwig's soft feathers, "I should have
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realized the weather was too hot for you. But don't worry, I won't have you flying
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out for a while."</p>
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<p>Hedwig hooted softly in return, ruffling her feathers somewhat in dismay.</p>
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<p>"It's for your own good, you know," Harry said, "But I'll keep you company as
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often as I can, okay?"</p>
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<p>Hedwig clicked her beak and tilted her head slightly as if she was thinking it
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over. Then she flapped her wings, causing a loose feather to fall to the ground.</p>
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<p>"Hmmm, that won't do," Harry said, "It would be bad for random owl feathers to be
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added to people's potions. But don't worry!"</p>
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<p>Harry took out his wand and twirled it a few times as he walked around Hedwig,
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murmuring the incantation '<em>castus'</em> under his breath.</p>
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<p>"There," Harry proclaimed proudly, "If I did it right, you shouldn't be dropping
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any feathers or dirt or anything into anyone's cauldrons. I wouldn't want you to get
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kicked out."</p>
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<p>Hedwig didn't respond this time. She just stared at Harry accusingly.</p>
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<p>"I promise that you won't get bored," Harry tried to dispel Hedwig's foul mood.
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"Who knows, you could even help me out when I brew some potions."</p>
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<p>Hedwig clicked her beak and turned away from Harry to start pruning her
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feathers.</p>
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<p>Harry sighed. "Get some rest, girl," he told her, "And don't bite anyone."</p>
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<p><em>Another chapter concluded if you can believe it. I wonder what you're all
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thinking? Care to review and tell me? Thanks for reading!</em></p>
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