Walk with Ron and Hermione.

Hermione couldn't contain herself any longer. She grabs the former male friend's wrist. She pulls Rose to the nearest girl's bathroom. Hermione bursting with the impulse to ask how Rose was able to easily make that potion.

"How did you do it? There is no way you are this talented. I mean it in the nicest way possible. But when Snape taught you. You could barely keep a passing grade."

Rose didn't know how to answer that question, but she knew she was lucky. "This potion book. It has these scribbles and drawings. It used to be own by a person name the half blood prince. He or she must have corrected the directions in their book."

"Oh, so you're blaming this book for your victory? Mmm. It could be dangerous, Rose. Remember Ginny in our second year? Tom Riddle's diary. What if it is another ploy from Voldemort? He could be trying to target your head again like last year."

"Hermione, come on. Voldemort has never gone by a different name besides Voldemort. He doesn't see himself as a prince. Only a lord. He also didn't want to be seen as half blood. Now let go to our next class."

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