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"
...
rip
...
tear
...
kill
...
"
It
was
the
same
voice
,
the
same
cold
,
murderous
voice
he
had
heard
in
Lockhart
's
office
.
He
stumbled
to
a
halt
,
clutching
at
the
stone
wall
,
listening
with
all
his
might
,
looking
around
,
squinting
up
and
down
the
dimly
lit
passageway
.
"
Harry
,
what
're
you
-
?
"
"
It
's
that
voice
again
-
shut
up
a
minute
--
"
"
...
soo
hungry
...
for
so
long
...
"
"
Listen
!
"
said
Harry
urgently
,
and
Ron
and
Hermione
froze
,
watching
him
.
"
...
kill
...
time
to
kill
...
"
The
voice
was
growing
fainter
.
Harry
was
sure
it
was
moving
away
-
moving
upward
.
A
mixture
of
fear
and
excitement
gripped
him
as
he
stared
at
the
dark
ceiling
;
how
could
it
be
moving
upward
?
Was
it
a
phantom
,
to
whom
stone
ceilings
did
n't
matter
?
"
This
way
,
"
he
shouted
,
and
he
began
to
run
,
up
the
stairs
,
into
the
entrance
hall
.
It
was
no
good
hoping
to
hear
anything
here
,
the
babble
of
talk
from
the
Halloween
feast
was
echoing
out
of
the
Great
Hall
.
Harry
sprinted
up
the
marble
staircase
to
the
first
floor
,
Ron
and
Hermione
clattering
behind
him
.
