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"
Sit
down
,
"
said
Moody
,
and
Harry
sat
,
looking
around
.
He
had
visited
this
office
under
two
of
its
previous
occupants
.
In
Professor
Lockhart
's
day
,
the
walls
had
been
plastered
with
beaming
,
winking
pictures
of
Professor
Lockhart
himself
.
When
Lupin
had
lived
here
,
you
were
more
likely
to
come
across
a
specimen
of
some
fascinating
new
Dark
creature
he
had
procured
for
them
to
study
in
class
.
Now
,
however
,
the
office
was
full
of
a
number
of
exceptionally
odd
objects
that
Harry
supposed
Moody
had
used
in
the
days
when
he
had
been
an
Auror
.
On
his
desk
stood
what
looked
hike
a
large
,
cracked
,
glass
spinning
top
;
Harry
recognized
it
at
once
as
a
Sneakoscope
,
because
he
owned
one
himself
,
though
it
was
much
smaller
than
Moody
's
.
In
the
corner
on
a
small
table
stood
an
object
that
looked
something
like
an
extra-squiggly
,
golden
television
aerial
.
It
was
humming
slightly
.
What
appeared
to
be
a
mirror
hung
opposite
Harry
on
the
wall
,
but
it
was
not
reflecting
the
room
.
Shadowy
figures
were
moving
around
inside
it
,
none
of
them
clearly
in
focus
.
"
Like
my
Dark
Detectors
,
do
you
?
"
said
Moody
,
who
was
watching
Harry
closely
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
Harry
asked
,
pointing
at
the
squiggly
golden
aerial
.
"
Secrecy
Sensor
.
Vibrates
when
it
detects
concealment
and
lies
...
no
use
here
,
of
course
,
too
much
interference
-
students
in
every
direction
lying
about
why
they
have
n't
done
their
homework
.
Been
humming
ever
since
I
got
here
.
I
had
to
disable
my
Sneakoscope
because
it
would
n't
stop
whistling
.
It
's
extra-sensitive
,
picks
up
stuff
about
a
mile
around
.
Of
course
,
it
could
be
picking
up
more
than
kid
stuff
,
"
he
added
in
a
growl
.
"
And
what
's
the
mirror
for
?
"
"
Oh
that
's
my
Foe-Glass
.
See
them
out
there
,
skulking
around
?
I
'm
not
really
in
trouble
until
I
see
the
whites
of
their
eyes
.
That
's
when
I
open
my
trunk
.
"
He
let
out
a
short
,
harsh
laugh
,
and
pointed
to
the
large
trunk
under
the
window
.
It
had
seven
keyholes
in
a
row
.
Harry
wondered
what
was
in
there
,
until
Moody
's
next
question
brought
him
sharply
back
to
earth
.
