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"
I
ca
n't
see
what
I
'm
doing
--
"
"
My
pocket
!
"
said
Ron
,
"
In
my
pocket
,
there
's
a
Deluminator
,
and
it
's
full
of
light
!
"
A
few
seconds
later
,
there
was
a
click
,
and
the
luminescent
spheres
the
Deluminator
had
sucked
from
the
lamps
in
the
tent
flew
into
the
cellar
:
Unable
to
rejoin
their
sources
,
they
simply
hung
there
,
like
tiny
suns
,
flooding
the
underground
room
with
light
.
Harry
saw
Luna
,
all
eyes
in
her
white
face
,
and
the
motionless
figure
of
Ollivander
the
wandmaker
,
curled
up
on
the
floor
in
the
corner
.
Craning
around
,
he
caught
sight
of
their
fellow
prisoners
:
Dean
and
Griphook
the
goblin
,
who
seemed
barely
conscious
,
kept
standing
by
the
ropes
that
bound
him
to
the
humans
.
"
Oh
,
that
's
much
easier
,
thanks
,
Ron
,
"
said
Luna
,
and
she
began
hacking
at
their
bindings
again
.
"
Hello
,
Dean
!
"
From
above
came
Bellatrix
's
voice
.
"
You
're
lying
,
filthy
Mudblood
,
and
I
know
it
!
You
have
been
inside
my
vault
at
Gringotts
!
Tell
the
truth
,
tell
the
truth
!
"
Another
terrible
scream
--
"
HERMIONE
!
"
"
What
else
did
you
take
?
What
else
have
you
got
?
Tel
me
the
truth
or
,
I
swear
,
I
shall
run
you
through
with
this
knife
!
"
"
There
!
"
