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The
map
flew
up
into
the
air
,
slipped
through
Snape
's
outstretched
fingers
,
and
soared
down
the
stairs
into
Moody
's
hand
.
"
My
mistake
,
"
Moody
said
calmly
.
"
It
's
mine
-
must
've
dropped
it
earlier
-
"
But
Snape
's
black
eyes
were
darting
from
the
egg
in
Filch
's
arms
to
the
map
in
Moody
's
hand
,
and
Harry
could
tell
he
was
putting
two
and
two
together
,
as
only
Snape
could
...
.
"
Potter
,
"
he
said
quietly
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
said
Moody
calmly
,
folding
up
the
map
and
pocketing
it
.
"
Potter
!
"
Snape
snarled
,
and
he
actually
turned
his
head
and
stared
right
at
the
place
where
Harry
was
,
as
though
he
could
suddenly
see
him
.
"
That
egg
is
Potters
egg
.
That
piece
of
parchment
belongs
to
Potter
.
I
have
seen
it
before
,
I
recognize
it
!
Potter
is
here
!
Potter
,
in
his
Invisibility
Cloak
!
"
Snape
stretched
out
his
hands
like
a
blind
man
and
began
to
move
up
the
stairs
;
Harry
could
have
sworn
his
over-large
nostrils
were
dilating
,
trying
to
sniff
Harry
out
-
trapped
.
Harry
leaned
backward
,
trying
to
avoid
Snape
's
fingertips
,
but
any
moment
now
-
"
There
's
nothing
there
,
Snape
!
"
barked
Moody
,
"
but
I
'll
be
happy
to
tell
the
headmaster
how
quickly
your
mind
jumped
to
Harry
Potter
!
"
"
Meaning
what
?
"
Snape
turned
again
to
look
at
Moody
,
his
hands
still
outstretched
,
inches
from
Harry
's
chest
.
