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"
We
search
manually
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
That
's
a
good
idea
,
"
said
Ron
,
rolling
his
eyes
,
and
he
resumed
his
examination
of
the
curtains
.
They
combed
every
inch
of
the
room
for
more
than
an
hour
,
but
were
forced
,
finally
,
to
conclude
that
the
locket
was
not
there
.
The
sun
had
risen
now
;
its
light
dazzled
them
even
through
the
grimy
landing
windows
.
"
It
could
be
somewhere
else
in
the
house
,
though
,
"
said
Hermione
in
a
rallying
tone
as
they
walked
back
downstairs
:
As
Harry
and
Ron
had
become
more
discouraged
,
she
seemed
to
have
become
more
determined
.
"
Whether
he
'd
managed
to
destroy
it
or
not
,
he
'd
want
to
keep
it
hidden
from
Voldemort
,
would
n't
he
?
Remember
all
those
awful
things
we
had
to
get
rid
of
when
we
were
here
last
time
?
That
clock
that
shot
bolts
at
everyone
and
those
old
robes
that
tried
to
strangle
Ron
;
Regulus
might
have
put
them
there
to
protect
the
locket
's
hiding
place
,
even
though
we
did
n't
realize
it
at
...
at
...
"
Harry
and
Ron
looked
at
her
.
She
was
standing
with
one
foot
in
midair
,
with
the
dumbstruck
look
of
one
who
had
just
been
Obliviated
;
her
eyes
had
even
drifted
out
of
focus
.
"
...
at
the
time
,
"
she
finished
in
a
whisper
.
"
Something
wrong
?
"
asked
Ron
.
"
There
was
a
locket
.
"
"
What
?
"
said
Harry
and
Ron
together
.
