‘She hasn’t gone to get it?’ Ron said, staring after her. She had. Hermione returned a quarter of an hour later with the silvery Cloak folded carefully under her robes. ‘Hermione, I don’t know what’s got into you lately!’ said Ron, astounded. ‘First you hit Malfoy, then you walk out on Professor Trelawney –’ Hermione looked rather flattered.
