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Harry
walked
down
the
stairs
as
quietly
as
possible
,
though
the
faces
in
some
of
the
portraits
still
turned
curiously
at
the
squeak
of
a
floorboard
,
the
rustle
of
his
pajamas
.
He
crept
along
the
corridor
below
,
pushed
aside
a
tapestry
about
halfway
along
,
and
proceeded
down
a
narrower
staircase
,
a
shortcut
that
would
take
him
down
two
floors
.
He
kept
glancing
down
at
the
map
,
wondering
...
It
just
did
n't
seem
in
character
,
somehow
,
for
correct
,
law-abiding
Mr.
Crouch
to
be
sneaking
around
somebody
else
's
office
this
late
at
night
...
.
And
then
,
halfway
down
the
staircase
,
not
thinking
about
what
he
was
doing
,
not
concentrating
on
anything
but
the
peculiar
behavior
of
Mr.
Crouch
,
Harry
's
leg
suddenly
sank
right
through
the
trick
step
Neville
always
forgot
to
jump
.
He
gave
an
ungainly
wobble
,
and
the
golden
egg
,
still
damp
from
the
bath
,
slipped
from
under
his
arm
.
He
lurched
forward
to
try
and
catch
it
,
but
too
late
;
the
egg
fell
down
the
long
staircase
with
a
bang
as
loud
as
a
bass
drum
on
every
step
-
the
Invisibility
Cloak
slipped
-
Harry
snatched
at
it
,
and
the
Marauder
's
Map
fluttered
out
of
his
hand
and
slid
down
six
stairs
,
where
,
sunk
in
the
step
to
above
his
knee
,
he
could
n't
reach
it
.
The
golden
egg
fell
through
the
tapestry
at
the
bottom
of
the
staircase
,
burst
open
,
and
began
wailing
loudly
in
the
corridor
below
.
Harry
pulled
out
his
wand
and
struggled
to
touch
the
Marauder
's
Map
,
to
wipe
it
blank
,
but
it
was
too
far
away
to
reach
-
Pulling
the
cloak
back
over
himself
Harry
straightened
up
,
listening
hard
with
his
eyes
screwed
up
with
fear
...
and
,
almost
immediately
-
"
PEEVES
!
"
It
was
the
unmistakable
hunting
cry
of
Filch
the
caretaker
.
Harry
could
hear
his
rapid
,
shuffling
footsteps
coming
nearer
and
nearer
,
his
wheezy
voice
raised
in
fury
.
"
What
's
this
racket
?
Wake
up
the
whole
castle
,
will
you
?
I
'll
have
you
,
Peeves
,
I
'll
have
you
,
you
'll
...
and
what
is
this
?
"
Filch
's
footsteps
halted
;
there
was
a
clink
of
metal
on
metal
and
the
wailing
stopped
-
Filch
had
picked
up
the
egg
and
closed
it
.
Harry
stood
very
still
,
one
leg
still
Jammed
tightly
in
the
magical
step
,
listening
.
Any
moment
now
,
Filch
was
going
to
pull
aside
the
tapestry
,
expecting
to
see
Peeves
...
and
there
would
be
no
Peeves
...
but
if
he
came
up
the
stairs
,
he
would
spot
the
Marauder
's
Map
...
and
Invisibility
Cloak
or
not
,
the
map
would
show
"
Harry
Potter
"
standing
exactly
where
he
was
.
"
Egg
?
"
Filch
said
quietly
at
the
foot
of
the
stairs
.
