A week later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were walking across the entrance hall when they saw a small knot of people gathered around the notice board,
reading a piece of parchment that had just been pinned up.
Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas beckoned them over, looking excited.
They're starting a Dueling Club! said Seamus. First meeting tonight!
I wouldn't mind dueling lessons; they might come in handy one of these days. . .
What, you reckon Slytherin's monster can duel? said Ron, but he, too, read the sign with interest.
Could be useful, he said to Harry and Hermione as they went into dinner. Shall we go?
Harry and Hermione were all for it, so at eight o'clock that evening they hurried back to the Great Hall.
The long dining tables had vanished and a golden stage had appeared along one wall, lit by thousands of candles floating overhead.
The ceiling was velvety black once more and most of the school seemed to be packed beneath it, all carrying their wands and looking excited.