Chapter 3

On the following day, all students of Gryffindor went to their lessons as usually, but lots of them were tired.

Malfoy heard about the news that someone held them a party, and he was angry of Harry is being too famous. During the break before their first lesson, he wanted to look for Harry. He saw Harry walked with his friends as usual to have the Charms lesson. 'Hope you didn't got food poison, Harry Potter.' Malfoy said.

'Thank you. I never thought you will care about me.' said Harry, a bit impatient.

'I'm not caring about you, I really wanted to see you go to the hospital wing again.'

'Then I sorry to disappoint you, I'm not going to the hospital wing.' Harry answered him, then he took a look at his watch.

'You must have made Professor McGonagall angry, did she take away some points?'

'She was happy for us. And now may you please step a side, we need to hurry to the library.' said Hermione.

Then the three of them kept on walking, Malfoy just stepped a side and felt surprised.

Lots of hours pasted, then dinnertime came. All Gryffindor students were discussing about the party last night.

'Do you think there will be another party tonight?' one asked.

'I don't know, but I really like those food. Muggle foods are special indeed.' another students said.

'Harry, do you think that party was for you?' Ron asked Harry.

'I don't think so, I didn't receive any letters.'

'What a party it was. I still can't forget the reaction of Professor McGonagall.' Hermione said.

'She looked angry, but talked as if she was happy. How weird!' Harry said, putting a pork into his plate. As he was cutting his pork, Hermione spotted something is his food.

'Harry, look! There's a paper in you pork.' her voice was just right for the three of them to hear.

Harry took out the piece of paper. 'Very funny, there is no word at all.' he said.

'No word!?' his two friends said together, they were both surprised, like Harry.

'But there's a drawing on it, look.' then he showed them.

'It is a piccolo, and there is an arrow, pointing at...the teachers' dining table.' Hermione said. Then they looked at the teachers' dining table. At the beginning they saw no sight of a piccolo, until a flash of silver light caught their sight-- Just inside Professor Dumbledore's sleeves, a piccolo was hidden.

'Maybe someone want us to get it back for him, or her.' Ron suggested.

'But who? I'm sure Professor Dumbledore would take other people's thing with a good reason.' Harry said.

'Should we ask him?' Hermione asked. The two of them did not answer, but the face showed that, 'No way!'

That night, there weren't any parties for them, the common room was like usual. So some students just did their homework in the room, or may be sat on those armchairs and had some chatting, some prefer go to bed early. Harry had a chat with Ron and Hermione.

'So what do you think is that piccolo about?' Harry asked.

'That is a Muggle thing, it's strange to be in Hogwarts.' Hermione told them.

'So what actually it is? What is it use for?' Ron asked.

'It is a musical instrument.' Harry told him.

'It is called piccolo.' Hermione said.

'How can you know it is a piccolo? Maybe it is a flute.' Harry said.

'It is so short, it must be a piccolo.'

'Are you sure?'

'Of course!' Hermione said very strongly.

'How does it sound like?' Ron asked. This made the two of them did not know how to say.

'Well... it is hard to say, none of those musical instruments in the magic world sound similar.' Hermione told him.

'A bit sharp, high peach, but although it is shape it sounds quite round too.' Harry tried hard to explain to Ron.

'Too difficult to imagine.' Ron said.

After few seconds of silent, Ron said happily, 'Any way, two days more we will be out of Hogwarts and back home, we need not to care about it.'

'Two days later I will back with the Dursleys, I prefer staying in school.' Harry said.

'Non-sense! Someone sent you a letter and you must care about it.' Hermione said.

'It isn't really a letter, may be it was only Malfoy playing a joke on me.'

'But...' Hermione wanted to say something.

'It's bedtime. Harry, let's go to bed now.' Ron said as he stood up. And so Harry went to the dormitory with Ron, leaving Hermione alone thinking about all those 'Piccolo" thing, but very soon she went to bed too.