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Filch
looked
yearningly
up
the
stairs
,
right
through
Harry
,
who
could
see
that
he
was
very
reluctant
to
forgo
the
chance
of
cornering
Peeves
.
Go
,
Harry
pleaded
with
him
silently
,
go
with
Snape
...
go
...
Mrs.
Norris
was
peering
around
Filch
's
legs
...
.
Harry
had
the
distinct
impression
that
she
could
smell
him
...
.
Why
had
he
filled
that
bath
with
so
much
perfumed
foam
?
"
The
thing
is
,
Professor
,
"
said
Filch
plaintively
,
"
the
headmaster
will
have
to
listen
to
me
this
time
.
Peeves
has
been
stealing
from
a
student
,
it
might
be
my
chance
to
get
him
thrown
out
of
the
castle
once
and
for
all
-
"
"
Filch
,
I
do
n't
give
a
damn
about
that
wretched
poltergeist
;
it
's
my
office
that
's
-
"
Clunk
.
Clunk
.
Clunk
.
Snape
stopped
talking
very
abruptly
.
He
and
Filch
both
looked
down
at
the
foot
of
the
stairs
.
Harry
saw
Mad-Eye
Moody
limp
into
sight
through
the
narrow
gap
between
their
heads
.
Moody
was
wearing
his
old
traveling
cloak
over
his
nightshirt
and
leaning
on
his
staff
as
usual
.
"
Pajama
party
,
is
it
?
"
he
growled
up
the
stairs
.
"
Professor
Snape
and
I
heard
noises
,
Professor
,
"
said
Filch
at
once
.
"
Peeves
the
Poltergeist
,
throwing
things
around
as
usual
-
and
then
Professor
Snape
discovered
that
someone
had
broken
into
his
off
-
"
"
Shut
up
!
"
Snape
hissed
to
Filch
.
Moody
took
a
step
closer
to
the
foot
of
the
stairs
.
Harry
saw
Moody
's
magical
eye
travel
over
Snape
,
and
then
,
unmistakably
,
onto
himself
.
