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She
waved
her
wand
,
and
the
werewolf
sprang
to
his
feet
,
but
appeared
too
wary
to
approach
her
.
He
prowled
behind
an
armchair
,
his
filthy
curved
nails
clutching
its
back
.
"
Draco
,
move
this
scum
outside
,
"
said
Bellatrix
,
indicating
the
unconscious
men
.
"
If
you
have
n't
got
the
guts
to
finish
them
,
then
leave
them
in
the
courtyard
for
me
.
"
"
Do
n't
you
dare
speak
to
Draco
like
--
"
said
Narcissa
furiously
,
but
Bellatrix
screamed
.
"
Be
quiet
!
The
situation
is
graver
than
you
can
possibly
imagine
,
Cissy
!
We
have
a
very
serious
problem
!
"
She
stood
,
panting
slightly
,
looking
down
at
the
sword
,
examining
its
hilt
.
Then
she
turned
to
look
at
the
silent
prisoners
.
"
If
it
is
indeed
Potter
,
he
must
not
be
harmed
,
"
she
muttered
,
more
to
herself
than
to
the
others
.
"
The
Dark
Lord
wishes
to
dispose
of
Potter
himself
...
But
if
he
finds
out
...
I
must
...
I
must
know
...
"
She
turned
back
to
her
sister
again
.
"
The
prisoners
must
be
placed
in
the
cellar
,
while
I
think
what
to
do
!
"
"
This
is
my
house
,
Bella
,
you
do
n't
give
orders
in
my
--
"
"
Do
it
!
You
have
no
idea
of
the
danger
we
're
in
!
"
shrieked
Bellatrix
.
She
looked
frightening
,
mad
;
a
thin
stream
of
fire
issued
from
her
wand
and
burned
a
hole
in
the
carpet
.
