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‘I expect anyone would feel snaky if they'd had their mind attacked over and over again,’ said Hermione sympathetically. ‘Look, let's get back to the common room, we'll be a bit more comfortable there.’

‘He hasn't,’ said Harry curtly.

‘If you proceed downstairs into the Department of Mysteries, Cornelius,’ said Dumbledore— apparently satisfied that Harry was all right, and walking forwards so that the newcomers realised he was there for the first time (a few of them raised their wands; others simply looked amazed; the statues of the elf and goblin applauded and Fudge jumped so much that his slipper-clad feet left the floor)—'you will find several escaped Death Eaters contained in the Death Chamber, bound by an Anti-Disapparation Jinx and awaiting your decision as to what to do with them.’

He turned it gently, and sidled his face in, round the door. They were

‘Get out of the way!’ said Hermione sharply. She pointed her wand at the place where a lock would have been on an ordinary door and said, ‘Alohomora!’

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‘Hang on—you haven't been mugged, have you, son?’

‘Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!’

‘But if you marry a person, and the person dies, why then you