Harry stared at the note. Ron was

admiring the cloak.

"I'd give anything for one of these," he said. "Anything. What's

the matter?"

"Nothing," said Harry. He felt very strange. Who had sent the

cloak? Had it really once belonged to his father?

Before he could say or think anything else, the dormitory door

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