¡°Seriously,¡± said Professor McGonagall, and she was actually smiling. ¡°I daresay you'll need to get the feel of it before Saturday's match, won't you? And Potter ¡ª do try and win, won't you? Or we'll be out of the running for the eighth year in a row, as Professor Snape was kind enough to remind me only last night¡¡±
¡°Hermione?¡± Ron said cautiously, because she was liable to explode when interrupted these days. ¡°Er ¡ª are you sure you've copied down these times right?¡±
Aunt Marge was Uncle Vernon's sister. Even though she was not a blood relative of Harry's (whose mother had been Aunt Petunia's sister), he had been forced to call her ¡®Aunt¡¯ all his life. Aunt Marge lived in the country, in a house with a large garden, where she bred bulldogs. She didn't often stay at Privet Drive, because she couldn't bear to leave her precious dogs, but each of her visits stood out horribly vividly in Harry's mind.