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wrote to James three times a week last year," said Ginny.

　　　"And you don't want to believe everything he tells you about Hogwarts," Harry put in. "He likes a laugh, your brother."
"We'll find them," said Ginny reassuringly. 　　　But the vapor was dense, and it was difficult to make out anybody's faces. Detached from their owners, voices sounded unnaturally loud, Harry thought he head Percy discoursing loudly on broomstick regulations, and
　　　Side by side, they pushed the second trolley forward, gathering speed. As they reached the barrier, Albus winced, but no collision came. Instead, the family emerged onto platform nine and three-quarters, which was obscured by thick white steam that was pouring from the scarlet Hogwarts Express. Indistinct figures were swarming through the mist, into which James had already disappeared.

　　　"Where are they?" asked Albus anxiously, peering at the hazy forms they passed as they made their way down the platform.