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"
Meaning
that
Dumbledore
's
very
interested
to
know
who
's
got
it
in
for
that
boy
!
"
said
Moody
,
limping
nearer
still
to
the
foot
of
the
stairs
.
"
And
so
am
I
,
Snape
...
very
interested
...
.
"
The
torchlight
flickered
across
his
mangled
face
,
so
that
the
scars
,
and
the
chunk
missing
from
his
nose
,
looked
deeper
and
darker
than
ever
.
Snape
was
looking
down
at
Moody
,
and
Harry
could
n't
see
the
expression
on
his
face
.
For
a
moment
,
nobody
moved
or
said
anything
.
Then
Snape
slowly
lowered
his
hands
.
"
I
merely
thought
,
"
said
Snape
,
in
a
voice
of
forced
calm
,
"
that
if
Potter
was
wandering
around
after
hours
again
...
it
's
an
unfortunate
habit
of
his
...
he
should
be
stopped
.
For
-
for
his
own
safety
.
"
"
Ah
,
I
see
,
"
said
Moody
softly
.
"
Got
Potter
's
best
interests
at
heart
,
have
you
?
"
There
was
a
pause
.
Snape
and
Moody
were
still
staring
at
each
other
,
Mrs.
Norris
gave
a
loud
meow
,
still
peering
around
Filch
's
legs
,
looking
for
the
source
of
Harry
's
bubble-bath
smell
.
"
I
think
I
will
go
back
to
bed
,
"
Snape
said
curtly
.
"
Best
idea
you
've
had
all
night
,
"
said
Moody
.
"
Now
,
Filch
,
if
you
'll
just
give
me
that
egg
-
"
"
No
!
"
said
Filch
,
clutching
the
egg
as
though
it
were
his
firstborn
son
.
"
Professor
Moody
,
this
is
evidence
of
Peeves
'
treachery
!
"
"
It
's
the
property
of
the
champion
he
stole
it
from
,
"
said
Moody
.
Hand
it
over
,
now
.
"
