Hugger-mugger or no, the club served its purpose beautifully. Harry looked a lot happier than I had seen him for months. I rather think that he'd have made a good teacher if it weren't for all this "Dark Lord" nonsense. Everybody was learning spells, and since we had to schedule around everybody's Quidditch practise (save only Slytherin), our meetings were irregular enough to make them hard to track. Gryffindor's Quidditch team had been reformed after McGonagall appealed to Dumbledore, when Darling Dolores was refusing to give a definite answer, and besides Harry being Seeker, Ron had become Keeper, vice Oliver Wood.