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| And we know roughly where Umbridge's office is, because of what you heard the bearded bloke saying to his mate -"
"'\iI'll be up on level one, Dolores wants to see me\i,'" Hermione recited immediately
"Exactly," said Harry"And we know you get in using those funny coins, or tokens, or whatever they are, because I saw that witch borrowing one from her friend - "
"But we haven't got any!"
"If the plan works, we will have," Harry continued calmly
"I don't know, Harry, I don't know \a133 There are an awful lot of things that could go wrong, so much relies on chance \a133 "
That'll be true even if we spend another three months preparing," said Harry
He could tell from Ron's and Hermione's faces that they were scared; he was not particularly confident himself, and yet he was sure the time had come to put their plan into operation
They had spent the previous four weeks taking it in turns to don the Invisibility Cloak and spy on the official entrance to the mulberry style bags Ministry, which Ron, thanks to MrWeasley, had known since childhoodThey had tailed Ministry workers on their way in, eavesdropped on their conversations, and learned by careful observation which of them could be relied upon to appear, alone, at the same time every dayOccasionally there had been a chance to sneak a \iDaily Prophet\i out of somebody's briefcaseSlowly they had built up the sketchy maps and notes now stacked in front of Hermione
"All right," said Ron slowly, "let's say we go for it tomorrow \a133 I think it should just be me and Harry
"Oh, don't start that again!" sighed Hermione"I thought we'd settled this
"It's one thing hanging around the entrances under the Cloak, but this is differentHermione," Ron jabbed a finger at a copy of the \iDaily Prophet\i dated ten days previously"You're on the list of Muggle-borns who didn't present themselves for interrogation!"
"And you're supposed to be dying of spattergroit at the Burrow! If anyone multicolor louis vuitton bags shouldn't go, it's Harry, he's got a ten-thousand-Galleon price on his head - "
"Fine, I'll stay here," said Harry"Let me know if you ever defeat Voldemort, won't you?"
As Ron and Hermione laughed, pain shot through the scar on Harry's foreheadHis hand jumped to itHe saw Hermione's eyes narrow, and he tried to pass off the movement by brushing his hair out of his eyes
"Well, if all three of us go we'll have to Disapparate separately," Ron was saying"We can't all fit under the Cloak anymore
Harry's scar was becoming more and more painfulAt once, Kreacher hurried forward
"Master has not finished his soup, would master prefer the savory stew, or else the treacle tart to which Master is so partial?"
"Thanks, Kreacher, but I'll be back in a minute - er - bathroom
Aware that Hermione was watching him suspiciously, Harry hurried up the stairs to the hall and then to the first landing, where he dashed into the bathroom and bolted the door againGrunting with rolex datejust pain, he slumped over the black basin with its taps in the form of open-mouthed serpents and closed his eyes \a133
He was gliding along a twilit streetThe buildings on either side of him had high, timbered gables; they looked like gingerbread housesHe approached one of them, then saw the whiteness of his own long-fingered hand against the doorHe felt a mounting excitement \a133
The door opened: A laughing woman stood thereHer face fell as she looked into Harry's face: humor gone, terror replacing it \a133
"Gregorovitch?" said a high, cold voice
She shook her head: She was trying to close the doorA white hand held it steady, prevented her shutting him out \a133
"I want Gregorovitch
"\iEr wohnt hier nicht mehr!\i" she cried, shaking her head"He no live here! He no live here! I know him not!"
Abandoning the attempt to close the door, she began to back away down the dark hall, and Harry followed, gliding toward her, and his long-fingered hand had drawn his louis vuitton pochette wand
"where is he?"
"\iDas weiff ich nicht!\i He move! I know not, I know not!"
He raised his handTwo young children came running into the hallShe tried to shield them with her armsThere was a flash of green light -
"Harry! HARRY!"
He opened his eyes; he had sunk to the floorHermione was pounding on the door again
"Harry, open up!"
He had shouted out, he knew itHe got up and unbolted the door; Hermione toppled inside at once, regained her balance, and looked around suspiciouslyRon was right behind her, looking unnerved as he pointed his wand into the corners of the chilly bathroom
"What were you doing?" asked Hermione sternly
"What d'you think I was doing?" asked Harry with feeble bravado
"You were yelling your head off!" said Ron
"Oh yeah \a133 I must've dozed off or - "
"Harry, please don't insult our intelligence," said Hermione, taking deep breaths"We know your scar hurt downstairs, and you're white as a sheet
Harry sat down on the edge of the cartier pasha bat |
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