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Percy strode briskly forward and vanished. Mr. Weasley went next; Fred and George followed.
"Can we move? I feel sick," said Ron.
"Well, you're expelling us, aren't you?" said Ron.
But the car disappeared from view with one last snort from its exhaust.
A moving, black-and-white Lockhart was tugging hard on an arm Harry recognized as his own. He was pleased to see that his photographic self was putting up a good fight and refusing to be dragged into view. As Harry watched, Lockhart gave up and slumped, panting, against the white edge of the picture.
"I don't believe it!" Wood hissed in outrage. "I booked the field for today! We'll see about this!"
They had barely turned around, however, when a little man swooped suddenly from under the table and came to a halt in midair before them.
Ron let go of the steering wheel completely and pulled his wand out of his back pocket
The squat ghost of a girl had glided over. She had the glummest face Harry had ever seen, half-hidden behind lank hair and thick, pearly spectacles.
Dizzy and bruised, covered in soot, he got gingerly to his feet, holding his broken glasses up to his eyes. He was -,cite alone, but where he was, he had no idea. All he could tell was that he was standing in the stone fireplace of what looked like a large, dimly lit wizard's shop - but nothing in here was ever likely to be on a Hogwarts school list.
Wood shot toward the ground, landing rather harder than he meant to in his anger, staggering slightly as he dismounted. Harry, Fred, and George followed.
"Certainly not," said Professor McGonagall, raising her eyebrows. "Professor Lockhart requested you particularly. Eight o'clock sharp, both of you."
"Ha!" said Harry under his breath, pleased to see Draco looking both abashed and angry.
"Nick!" he roared. "How are you? Head still hanging in there?"