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"
Hermione
,
if
you
think
I
was
going
to
sit
here
and
let
her
pretend
--
"
"
Harry
,
Mrs.
Cattermole
!
"
Harry
whirled
around
,
throwing
off
the
Invisibility
Cloak
;
down
below
,
the
dementors
had
moved
out
of
their
corners
;
they
were
gliding
toward
the
woman
chained
to
the
chair
:
Whether
because
the
Patronus
had
vanished
or
because
they
sensed
that
their
masters
were
no
longer
in
control
,
they
seemed
to
have
abandoned
restraint
.
Mrs.
Cattermole
let
out
a
terrible
scream
of
fear
as
a
slimy
,
scabbed
hand
grasped
her
chin
and
forced
her
face
back
.
"
EXPECTO
PATRONUM
!
"
The
silver
stag
soared
from
the
tip
of
Harry
's
wand
and
leaped
toward
the
dementors
,
which
fell
back
and
melted
into
the
dark
shadows
again
.
The
stag
's
light
,
more
powerful
and
more
warming
than
the
cat
's
protection
,
filled
the
whole
dungeon
as
it
cantered
around
and
around
the
room
.
"
Get
the
Horcrux
,
"
Harry
told
Hermione
.
He
ran
back
down
the
steps
,
stuffing
the
Invisibility
Cloak
back
into
his
bag
,
and
approached
Mrs.
Cattermole
.
"
You
?
"
she
whispered
,
gazing
into
his
face
.
"
But
--
but
Reg
said
you
were
the
one
who
submitted
my
name
for
questioning
!
"
"
Did
I
?
"
muttered
Harry
,
tugging
at
the
chains
binding
her
arms
.
"
Well
,
I
've
had
a
change
of
heart
.
Diffindo
!
"
Nothing
happened
.
"
Hermione
,
how
do
I
get
rid
of
these
chains
?
"
