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"
Expelliarmus
!
"
he
roared
,
pointing
Wormtail
's
wand
at
Bellatrix
,
and
hers
flew
into
the
air
and
was
caught
by
Harry
,
who
had
sprinted
after
Ron
.
Lucius
,
Narcissa
,
Draco
and
Greyback
wheeled
about
;
Harry
yelled
,
"
Stupefy
!
"
and
Lucius
Malfoy
collapsed
onto
the
hearth
.
Jets
of
light
flew
from
Draco
's
,
Narcissa
's
,
and
Greyback
's
wands
;
Harry
threw
himself
to
the
floor
,
rolling
behind
a
sofa
to
avoid
them
.
"
STOP
OR
SHE
DIES
!
"
Panting
,
Harry
peered
around
the
edge
of
the
sofa
.
Bellatrix
was
supporting
Hermione
,
who
seemed
to
be
unconscious
,
and
was
holding
her
short
silver
knife
to
Hermione
's
throat
.
"
Drop
your
wands
,
"
she
whispered
.
"
Drop
them
,
or
we
'll
see
exactly
how
filthy
her
blood
is
!
"
Ron
stood
rigid
,
clutching
Wormtail
's
wand
.
Harry
straightened
up
,
still
holding
Bellatrix
's
.
"
I
said
,
drop
them
!
"
she
screeched
,
pressing
the
blade
into
Hermione
's
throat
:
Harry
saw
beads
of
blood
appear
there
.
"
All
right
!
"
he
shouted
,
and
he
dropped
Bellatrix
's
wand
onto
the
floor
at
his
feet
,
Ron
did
the
same
with
Wormtail
's
.
Both
raised
their
hands
to
shoulder
height
.
"
Good
!
"
she
leered
.
"
Draco
,
pick
them
up
!
The
Dark
Lord
is
coming
,
Harry
Potter
!
Your
death
approaches
!
"
Harry
knew
it
;
his
scar
was
bursting
with
the
pain
of
it
,
and
he
could
feel
Voldemort
flying
through
the
sky
from
far
away
,
over
a
dark
and
stormy
sea
,
and
soon
he
would
be
close
enough
to
Apparate
to
them
,
and
Harry
could
see
no
way
out
.
