““Potter,” said Professor McGonagall, hurrying up to him, as students flooded the platform, jostling for position, receiving instructions, “ Aren’t you supposed to be looking for something ?” “What? Oh,” said Harry, “oh yeah!” He had almost forgotten about the Horcrux, almost forgotten that the battle was being fought so that he could search for it: The inexplicable absence of Ron and Hermione had momentarily driven every other thought from his mind. “Then go, Potter, go!” “Right--yeah--””
