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Dobby
has
heard
Dumbledore
's
powers
rival
those
of
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
at
the
height
of
his
strength
.
But
,
sir
"
-
Dobby
's
voice
dropped
to
an
urgent
whisper
-
"
there
are
powers
Dumbledore
does
n't
...
powers
no
decent
wizard
...
"
And
before
Harry
could
stop
him
,
Dobby
bounded
off
the
bed
,
seized
Harry
's
desk
lamp
,
and
started
beating
himself
around
the
head
with
earsplitting
yelps
.
A
sudden
silence
fell
downstairs
.
Two
seconds
later
Harry
,
heart
thudding
madly
,
heard
Uncle
Vernon
coming
into
the
hall
,
calling
,
"
Dudley
must
have
left
his
television
on
again
,
the
little
tyke
!
"
"
Quick
!
In
the
closet
!
"
hissed
Harry
,
stuffing
Dobby
in
,
shutting
the
door
,
and
flinging
himself
onto
the
bed
just
as
the
door
handle
turned
.
"
What
-
the
-
devil
-
are
-
you
-
doing
?
"
said
Uncle
Vernon
through
gritted
teeth
,
his
face
horribly
close
to
Harry
's
.
"
You
've
just
ruined
the
punch
line
of
my
Japanese
golfer
joke
...
One
more
sound
and
you
'll
wish
you
'd
never
been
born
,
boy
!
"
He
stomped
flat-footed
from
the
room
.
Shaking
,
Harry
let
Dobby
out
of
the
closet
.
"
See
what
it
's
like
here
?
"
he
said
.
"
See
why
I
've
got
to
go
back
to
Hogwarts
?
It
's
the
only
place
I
've
got
-
well
,
I
think
I
've
got
friends
.
"
"
Friends
who
do
n't
even
write
to
Harry
Potter
?
"
said
Dobby
slyly
.
"
I
expect
they
've
just
been
-
wait
a
minute
,
"
said
Harry
,
frowning
.
"
How
do
you
know
my
friends
have
n't
been
writing
to
me
?
"
