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"
My
sweet
!
"
-
Mrs.
Norris
was
obviously
with
him
-
"
This
is
a
Triwizard
clue
!
This
belongs
to
a
school
champion
!
"
Harry
felt
sick
;
his
heart
was
hammering
very
fast
-
"
PEEVES
!
"
Filch
roared
gleefully
.
"
You
've
been
stealing
!
"
He
ripped
back
the
tapestry
below
,
and
Harry
saw
his
horrible
,
pouchy
face
and
bulging
,
pale
eyes
staring
up
the
dark
and
(
to
Filch
)
deserted
staircase
.
"
Hiding
,
are
you
?
"
he
said
softly
.
"
I
'm
coming
to
get
you
,
Peeves
...
.
You
've
gone
and
stolen
a
Triwizard
clue
,
Peeves
...
.
Dumbledore
'll
have
you
out
of
here
for
this
,
you
filthy
,
pilfering
poltergeist
...
.
"
Filch
started
to
climb
the
stairs
,
his
scrawny
,
dust-colored
cat
at
his
heels
.
Mrs.
Morris
's
lamp-like
eyes
,
so
very
like
her
masters
,
were
fixed
directly
upon
Harry
.
He
had
had
occasion
before
now
to
wonder
whether
the
Invisibility
Cloak
worked
on
cats
...
.
Sick
with
apprehension
,
he
watched
Filch
drawing
nearer
and
nearer
in
his
old
flannel
dressing
gown
-
he
tried
desperately
to
pull
his
trapped
leg
free
,
but
it
merely
sank
a
few
more
inches
-
any
second
now
,
Filch
was
going
to
spot
the
map
or
walk
right
into
him
-
"
Filch
?
Whats
going
on
?
"
Filch
stopped
a
few
steps
below
Harry
and
turned
.
At
the
foot
of
the
stairs
stood
the
only
person
who
could
make
Harry
's
situation
worse
:
Snape
.
He
was
wearing
a
long
gray
nightshirt
and
he
looked
livid
.
"
Its
Peeves
,
Professor
,
"
Filch
whispered
malevolently
.
"
He
threw
this
egg
down
the
stairs
.
"
Snape
climbed
up
the
stairs
quickly
and
stopped
beside
Filch
.
Harry
gritted
his
teeth
,
convinced
his
loudly
thumping
heart
would
give
him
away
at
any
second
...
.
