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Kreacher
came
bustling
to
the
table
with
a
large
tureen
in
his
hands
,
and
ladled
out
soup
into
pristine
bowls
,
whistling
between
his
teeth
as
he
did
so
.
"
Thanks
,
Kreacher
,
"
said
Harry
,
flipping
over
the
Prophet
so
as
not
to
have
to
look
at
Snape
's
face
.
"
Well
,
at
least
we
know
exactly
where
Snape
is
now
.
"
He
began
to
spoon
soup
into
his
mouth
.
The
quality
of
Kreacher
's
cooking
had
improved
dramatically
ever
since
he
had
been
given
Regulus
's
locket
:
Today
's
French
onion
was
as
good
as
Harry
had
ever
tasted
.
"
There
are
still
a
load
of
Death
Eaters
watching
the
house
,
"
he
told
Ron
as
he
ate
,
"
more
than
usual
.
It
's
like
they
're
hoping
we
'll
march
out
carrying
our
school
trunks
and
head
off
for
the
Hogwarts
Express
.
"
Ron
glanced
at
his
watch
.
"
I
've
been
thinking
about
that
all
day
.
It
left
nearly
six
hours
ago
.
Weird
,
not
being
on
it
,
is
n't
it
?
"
In
his
mind
's
eye
Harry
seemed
to
see
the
scarlet
steam
engine
as
he
and
Ron
had
once
followed
it
by
air
,
shimmering
between
fields
and
hills
,
a
rippling
scarlet
caterpillar
.
He
was
sure
Ginny
,
Neville
,
and
Luna
were
sitting
together
at
this
moment
,
perhaps
wondering
where
he
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
were
,
or
debating
how
best
to
undermine
Snape
's
new
regime
.
"
They
nearly
saw
me
coming
back
in
just
now
,
"
Harry
said
.
"
I
landed
badly
on
the
top
step
,
and
the
Cloak
slipped
.
"
"
I
do
that
every
time
.
Oh
,
here
she
is
,
"
Ron
added
,
craning
around
in
his
seat
to
watch
Hermione
reentering
the
kitchen
.
"
And
what
in
the
name
of
Merlin
's
most
baggy
Y
Fronts
was
that
about
?
"
