Harry thought that the afternoon had been incredibly thrilling.
First, he had caught Neville Longbottom's Remembrall on a flying broom during flying class. Then Professor McGonagall had caught him. Just when he had been certain he was about to be expelled, Professor McGonagall had actually made him the Seeker for the house team!
If Draco Malfoy had not come over at dinner and challenged him to a wizard duel, the day would have been perfect.
At eleven that night, Ron Weasley woke him up. The two quietly slipped out of Gryffindor Tower, preparing to head for the Trophy Room—the place where they had arranged to duel Draco Malfoy.
On the way, they ran into Neville, whose arm had been healed but who had forgotten the password and could not get back into the common room.
The guy had actually fallen asleep in a corner.
Harry told him the password, but Neville refused to be left behind. "I don't want to stay here alone. Bloody Baron's ghost has passed by here twice already."
Thus, the pair became a trio, feeling their way toward the Trophy Room.
They moved cautiously, terrified of making any noise. They went down several floors and reached the fourth floor.
Suddenly, they spotted a figure. The three hurriedly hid, but it did not seem to be Argus Filch. From the looks of it, it seemed to be a young wizard.
"Malfoy!" Ron said. "Follow him."
The three young wizards followed about twenty meters behind the figure, creeping along for a while before Harry suddenly felt that something was off. "This doesn't seem like the way to the Trophy Room."
That did seem to be the case. But compared to obediently waiting in the Trophy Room, following Malfoy to see what he was up to was clearly much