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Dobby
stopped
in
front
of
the
brick
fireplace
and
pointed
.
"
Winky
,
sir
!
"
he
said
.
Winky
was
sitting
on
a
stool
by
the
fire
.
Unlike
Dobby
,
she
had
obviously
not
foraged
for
clothes
.
She
was
wearing
a
neat
little
skirt
and
blouse
with
a
matching
blue
hat
,
which
had
holes
in
it
for
her
large
ears
.
However
,
while
every
one
of
Dobby
's
strange
collection
of
garments
was
so
clean
and
well
cared
for
that
it
looked
brand-new
,
Winky
was
plainly
not
taking
care
other
clothes
at
all
.
There
were
soup
stains
all
down
her
blouse
and
a
burn
in
her
skirt
.
"
Hello
,
Winky
,
"
said
Harry
.
Winky
's
lip
quivered
.
Then
she
burst
into
tears
,
which
spilled
out
of
her
great
brown
eyes
and
splashed
down
her
front
,
just
as
they
had
done
at
the
Quidditch
World
Cup
.
"
Oh
dear
,
"
said
Hermione
.
She
and
Ron
had
followed
Harry
and
Dobby
to
the
end
of
the
kitchen
.
"
Winky
,
do
n't
cry
,
please
do
n't
...
"
But
Winky
cried
harder
than
ever
.
Dobby
,
on
the
other
hand
,
beamed
up
at
Harry
.
"
Would
Harry
Potter
like
a
cup
of
tea
?
"
he
squeaked
loudly
,
over
Winky
's
sobs
.
"
Er
-
yeah
,
okay
,
"
said
Harry
.
