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Harry
knew
at
once
that
they
were
in
trouble
.
The
Atrium
was
full
of
people
moving
from
fireplace
to
fireplace
,
sealing
them
off
.
"
Harry
!
"
squeaked
Hermione
.
"
What
are
we
going
to
--
?
"
"
STOP
!
"
Harry
thundered
,
and
the
powerful
voice
of
Runcorn
echoed
through
the
Atrium
:
The
wizards
sealing
the
fireplaces
froze
.
"
Follow
me
,
"
he
whispered
to
the
group
of
terrified
Muggle-borns
,
who
moved
forward
in
a
huddle
,
shepherded
by
Ron
and
Hermione
.
"
What
's
up
,
Albert
?
"
said
the
same
balding
wizard
who
had
followed
Harry
out
of
the
fireplace
earlier
.
He
looked
nervous
.
"
This
lot
need
to
leave
before
you
seal
the
exits
,
"
said
Harry
with
all
the
authority
he
could
muster
.
The
group
of
wizards
in
front
of
him
looked
at
one
another
.
"
We
've
been
told
to
seal
all
exits
and
not
let
anyone
--
"
"
Are
you
contradicting
me
?
"
Harry
blustered
.
"
Would
you
like
me
to
have
your
family
tree
examined
,
like
I
had
Dirk
Cresswell
's
?
"
"
Sorry
!
"
gasped
the
balding
wizard
,
backing
away
.
"
I
did
n't
mean
nothing
,
Albert
,
but
I
thought
...
I
thought
they
were
in
for
questioning
and
...
"
