¡°Hey, Harry,¡± said Seamus Finnigan, leaning over to borrow Harry's brass scales, ¡°have you heard? Daily Prophet this morning ¡ª they reckon Sirius Black's been sighted.¡±
¡°EXPECTO PATRONUM!¡± Harry yelled, trying to blot the screaming from his ears. ¡°EXPECTO PATRONUM!¡±
¡°Get out of here!¡± Ron roared, and he stooped down and seized a stone lying on the grass, but before he could do anything else, Crookshanks had vanished with one swish of his long ginger tail.