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The
clanking
on
the
other
side
of
the
door
was
growing
deafening
--
it
was
too
late
--
"
There
!
"
It
was
Griphook
who
had
seen
it
and
Griphook
who
lunged
,
and
in
that
instant
Harry
knew
that
the
goblin
had
never
expected
them
to
keep
their
word
.
One
hand
holding
tightly
to
a
fistful
of
Harry
's
hair
,
to
make
sure
he
did
not
fall
into
the
heaving
sea
of
burning
gold
,
Griphook
seized
the
hilt
of
the
sword
and
swung
it
high
out
of
Harry
's
reach
.
The
tiny
golden
cup
,
skewered
by
the
handle
on
the
sword
's
blade
was
flung
into
the
air
.
The
goblin
astride
him
,
Harry
dived
and
caught
it
,
and
although
he
could
feel
it
scalding
his
flesh
he
did
not
relinquish
it
,
even
while
countless
Hufflepuff
cups
burst
from
his
fist
,
raining
down
upon
him
as
the
entrance
of
the
vault
opened
up
again
and
he
found
himself
sliding
uncontrollably
on
an
expanding
avalanche
of
fiery
gold
and
silver
that
bore
him
,
Ron
,
Hermione
into
the
outer
chamber
.
Hardly
aware
of
the
pain
from
the
burns
covering
his
body
,
and
still
borne
along
the
swell
of
replicating
treasure
,
Harry
shoved
the
cup
into
his
pocket
and
reached
up
to
retrieve
the
sword
,
but
Griphook
was
gone
.
Sliding
from
Harry
's
shoulders
the
moment
he
could
,
he
had
sprinted
for
cover
amongst
the
surrounding
goblins
,
brandishing
the
sword
and
crying
,
"
Thieves
!
Thieves
!
Help
!
Thieves
!
"
He
vanished
into
the
midst
of
the
advancing
crowd
,
all
of
whom
were
holding
daggers
and
who
accepted
him
without
question
.
Slipping
on
the
hot
metal
,
Harry
struggled
to
his
feet
and
knew
that
the
only
way
out
was
through
.
"
Stupefy
!
"
he
bellowed
,
and
Ron
and
Hermione
joined
in
:
Jets
of
red
light
flew
into
the
crowd
of
goblins
,
and
some
toppled
over
,
but
others
advanced
,
and
Harry
saw
several
wizard
guards
running
around
the
corner
.
The
tethered
dragon
let
out
a
roar
,
and
a
gush
of
flame
flew
over
the
goblins
;
The
wizards
fled
,
doubled-up
,
back
the
way
they
had
come
,
and
inspiration
,
or
madness
,
came
to
Harry
.
Pointing
his
wand
at
the
thick
cuffs
chaining
the
beast
to
the
floor
,
he
yelled
,
"
Relashio
!
"
The
cuffs
broken
open
with
loud
bangs
.
"
This
way
!
"
Harry
yelled
,
and
still
shooting
Stunning
Spells
at
the
advancing
goblins
,
he
sprinted
toward
the
blind
dragon
.
