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"
Water
,
"
muttered
Ron
,
disengaging
himself
.
"
Harry
,
they
know
there
are
intruders
inside
the
Ministry
,
something
about
a
hole
in
Umbridge
's
office
door
,
I
reckon
we
've
got
five
minutes
if
that
--
"
Hermione
's
Patronus
vanished
with
a
pop
as
she
turned
a
horror-struck
face
to
Harry
.
"
Harry
,
if
we
're
trapped
here
--
!
"
"
We
wo
n't
be
if
we
move
fast
,
"
said
Harry
.
He
addressed
the
silent
group
behind
them
,
who
were
all
gawping
at
him
.
"
Who
's
got
wands
?
"
About
half
of
them
raised
their
hands
.
"
Okay
,
all
of
you
who
have
n't
got
wands
need
to
attach
yourself
to
somebody
who
has
.
We
'll
need
to
be
fast
before
they
stop
us
.
Come
on
.
"
They
managed
to
cram
themselves
into
two
lifts
.
Harry
's
Patronus
stood
sentinel
before
the
golden
grilles
as
they
shut
and
the
lifts
began
to
rise
.
"
Level
eight
,
"
said
the
witch
's
cool
voice
,
"
Atrium
.
"
