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"
No
,
"
said
Harry
,
as
his
scar
pulsed
like
an
open
wound
.
"
Death
Eaters
,
loads
of
them
--
we
were
chased
--
"
"
Death
Eaters
?
"
said
Ted
sharply
.
"
What
d'you
mean
,
Death
Eaters
?
I
thought
they
did
n't
know
you
were
being
moved
tonight
,
I
thought
--
"
"
They
knew
,
"
said
Harry
.
Ted
Tonks
looked
up
at
the
ceiling
as
though
he
could
see
through
it
to
the
sky
above
.
"
Well
,
we
know
our
protective
charms
hold
,
then
,
do
n't
we
?
They
should
n't
be
able
to
get
within
a
hundred
yards
of
the
place
in
any
direction
.
"
Now
Harry
understood
why
Voldemort
had
vanished
;
it
had
been
at
the
point
when
the
motorbike
crossed
the
barrier
of
the
Order
's
charms
.
He
only
hoped
they
would
continue
to
work
:
He
imagined
Voldemort
,
a
hundred
yards
above
them
as
they
spoke
,
looking
for
a
way
to
penetrate
what
Harry
visualized
as
a
great
transparent
bubble
.
He
swung
his
legs
off
the
sofa
;
he
needed
to
see
Hagrid
with
his
own
eyes
before
he
would
believe
that
he
was
alive
.
He
had
barely
stood
up
,
however
,
when
a
door
opened
and
Hagrid
squeezed
through
it
,
his
face
covered
in
mud
and
blood
,
limping
a
little
but
miraculously
alive
.
"
Harry
!
"
Knocking
over
two
delicate
tables
and
an
aspidistra
,
he
covered
the
floor
between
them
in
two
strides
and
pulled
Harry
into
a
hug
that
nearly
cracked
his
newly
repaired
ribs
.
"
Blimey
,
Harry
,
how
did
yeh
get
out
o
'
that
?
I
thought
we
were
both
goners
.
"
"
Yeah
,
me
too
.
I
ca
n't
believe
--
"
