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"
Yes
,
Peeves
,
you
fool
,
Peeves
!
Have
n't
you
been
complaining
about
him
for
a
quarter
of
a
century
?
Go
and
fetch
him
,
at
once
!
"
Filch
evidently
thought
Professor
McGonagall
had
taken
leave
of
her
senses
,
but
hobbled
away
,
hunch-shouldered
,
muttering
under
his
breath
.
"
And
now
--
Piertotum
Locomotor
!
"
cried
Professor
McGonagall
.
And
all
along
the
corridor
the
statues
and
suits
of
armor
jumped
down
from
their
plinths
,
and
from
the
echoing
crashes
from
the
floors
above
and
below
,
Harry
knew
that
their
fellows
throughout
the
castle
had
done
the
same
.
"
Hogwarts
is
threatened
!
"
shouted
Professor
McGonagall
.
"
Man
the
boundaries
,
protect
us
,
do
your
duty
to
our
school
!
"
Clattering
and
yelling
,
the
horde
of
moving
statues
stampeded
past
Harry
,
some
of
them
smaller
,
others
larger
than
life
.
There
were
animals
too
,
and
the
clanking
suits
of
armor
brandished
swords
and
spiked
balls
on
chains
.
"
Now
,
Potter
,
"
said
Professor
McGonagall
,
"
you
and
Miss
Lovegood
had
better
return
to
your
friends
and
bring
them
to
the
Great
Hall
--
I
shall
rouse
the
other
Gryffindors
.
"
They
parted
at
the
top
of
the
next
staircase
,
Harry
and
Luna
turning
back
toward
the
concealed
entrance
to
the
Room
of
Requirement
.
As
they
ran
,
they
met
crowds
of
students
,
most
wearing
traveling
cloaks
over
their
pajamas
,
being
shepherded
down
to
the
Great
Hall
by
teachers
and
prefects
.
"
That
was
Potter
!
"
"
Harry
Potter
!
"
"
It
was
him
,
I
swear
,
I
just
saw
him
!
"
