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He
was
roused
by
Professor
Sprout
,
who
was
thundering
past
followed
by
Neville
and
half
a
dozen
others
,
all
of
them
wearing
earmuffs
and
carrying
what
appeared
to
be
large
potted
plants
.
"
Mandrakes
!
"
Neville
bellowed
at
Harry
over
his
shoulder
as
he
ran
.
"
Going
to
lob
them
over
the
walls
--
they
wo
n't
like
this
!
"
Harry
knew
now
where
to
go
.
He
sped
off
,
with
Hagrid
and
Fang
galloping
behind
him
.
They
passed
portrait
after
portrait
,
and
the
painted
figures
raced
alongside
them
,
wizards
and
witches
in
ruffs
and
breeches
,
in
armor
and
cloaks
,
cramming
themselves
into
each
others
'
canvases
,
screaming
news
from
other
parts
of
the
castle
.
As
they
reached
the
end
of
this
corridor
,
the
whole
castle
shook
,
and
Harry
knew
,
as
a
gigantic
vase
blew
off
its
plinth
with
explosive
force
,
that
it
was
in
the
grip
of
enchantments
more
sinister
than
those
of
the
teachers
and
the
Order
.
"
It
's
all
righ
'
,
Fang
--
it
's
all
righ
'
!
"
yelled
Hagrid
,
but
the
great
boarhound
had
taken
flight
as
slivers
of
china
flew
like
shrapnel
through
the
air
,
and
Hagrid
pounded
off
after
the
terrified
dog
,
leaving
Harry
alone
.
He
forged
on
through
the
trembling
passages
,
his
wand
at
the
ready
,
and
for
the
length
of
one
corridor
the
little
painted
knight
,
Sir
Cadrigan
,
rushed
from
painting
to
painting
beside
him
,
clanking
along
in
his
armor
,
screaming
encouragement
,
his
fat
little
pony
cantering
behind
him
.
"
Braggarts
and
rogues
,
dogs
and
scoundrels
,
drive
them
out
,
Harry
Potter
,
see
them
off
!
"
Harry
hurtled
around
a
corner
and
found
Fred
and
a
small
knot
of
students
,
including
Lee
Jordan
and
Hannah
Abbott
,
standing
beside
another
empty
plinth
,
whose
statue
had
concealed
a
secret
passageway
.
Their
wands
were
drawn
and
they
were
listening
at
the
concealed
hole
.
"
Nice
night
for
it
!
"
Fred
shouted
as
the
castle
quaked
again
,
and
Harry
sprinted
by
,
elated
and
terrified
in
equal
measure
.
Along
yet
another
corridor
he
dashed
,
and
then
there
were
owls
everywhere
,
and
Mrs.
Norris
was
hissing
and
trying
to
bat
them
with
her
paws
,
no
doubt
to
return
them
to
their
proper
place
...
"
Potter
!
"
Aberforth
Dumbledore
stood
blocking
the
corridor
ahead
,
his
wand
held
ready
.
