C H A P T E R T E N
THE ROGUE BLUDGER
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ince the disastrous episode of the pixies, Professor Lockhart
had not brought live creatures to class. Instead, he read passages
from his books to them, and sometimes reenacted some of the
more dramatic bits. He usually picked Harry to help him with
these reconstructions; so far, Harry had been forced to play a sim-
ple Transylvanian villager whom Lockhart had cured of a Babbling
Curse, a yeti with a head cold, and a vampire who had been unable
to eat anything except lettuce since Lockhart had dealt with him.
Harry was hauled to the front of the class during their very next
Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, this time acting a werewolf.
If he hadn’t had a very good reason for keeping Lockhart in a good
mood, he would have refused to do it.
“Nice loud howl, Harry — exactly — and then, if you’ll believe
it, I pounced — like this — slammed him to the floor — thus —
with one hand, I managed to hold him down — with my other, I
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