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"
Voldemort
's
-
?
"
"
Harry
,
come
on
!
"
Harry
turned
-
Ron
was
hurriedly
scooping
up
his
miniature
Krum
-
the
three
of
them
started
across
the
clearing
-
but
before
they
had
taken
a
few
hurried
steps
,
a
series
of
popping
noises
announced
the
arrival
of
twenty
wizards
,
appearing
from
thin
air
,
surrounding
them
.
Harry
whirled
around
,
and
in
an
instant
,
he
registered
one
fact
:
Each
of
these
wizards
had
his
wand
out
,
and
every
wand
was
pointing
right
at
himself
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
.
Without
pausing
to
think
,
he
yelled
,
"
DUCK
!
"
He
seized
the
other
two
and
pulled
them
down
onto
the
ground
.
"
STUPEFY
!
"
roared
twenty
voices
-
there
was
a
blinding
series
of
flashes
and
Harry
felt
the
hair
on
his
head
ripple
as
though
a
powerful
wind
had
swept
the
clearing
.
Raising
his
head
a
fraction
of
an
inch
he
saw
jets
of
fiery
red
light
flying
over
them
from
the
wizards
'
wands
,
crossing
one
another
,
bouncing
off
tree
trunks
,
rebounding
into
the
darkness
-
"
Stop
!
"
yelled
a
voice
he
recognized
.
"
STOP
!
That
's
my
son
!
"
Harry
's
hair
stopped
blowing
about
.
He
raised
his
head
a
little
higher
.
The
wizard
in
front
of
him
had
lowered
his
wand
.
He
rolled
over
and
saw
Mr.
Weasley
striding
toward
them
,
looking
terrified
.
"
Ron
-
Harry
"
-
his
voice
sounded
shaky
-
"
Hermione
-
are
you
all
right
?
"
