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"
Das
weiß
ich
nicht
!
He
move
!
I
know
not
,
I
know
not
!
"
He
raised
the
wand
.
She
screamed
.
Two
young
children
came
running
into
the
hall
.
She
tried
to
shield
them
with
her
arms
.
There
was
a
flash
of
green
light
--
"
Harry
!
HARRY
!
"
He
opened
his
eyes
;
he
had
sunk
to
the
floor
.
Hermione
was
pounding
on
the
door
again
.
"
Harry
,
open
up
!
"
He
had
shouted
out
,
he
knew
it
.
He
got
up
and
unbolted
the
door
;
Hermione
toppled
inside
at
once
,
regained
her
balance
,
and
looked
around
suspiciously
.
Ron
was
right
behind
her
,
looking
unnerved
as
he
pointed
his
wand
into
the
corners
of
the
chilly
bathroom
.
"
What
were
you
doing
?
"
asked
Hermione
sternly
.
"
What
d'you
think
I
was
doing
?
"
asked
Harry
with
feeble
bravado
.
"
You
were
yelling
your
head
off
!
"
said
Ron
.
"
Oh
yeah
...
I
must
've
dozed
off
or
--
"
