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Snape
swept
downstairs
and
passed
Moody
without
another
word
.
Filch
made
a
chirruping
noise
to
Mrs.
Norris
,
who
stared
blankly
at
Harry
for
a
few
more
seconds
before
turning
and
following
her
master
.
Still
breathing
very
fast
.
Harry
heard
Snape
walking
away
down
the
corridor
;
Filch
handed
Moody
the
egg
and
disappeared
from
view
too
,
muttering
to
Mrs.
Norris
.
"
Never
mind
.
my
sweet
...
we
'll
see
Dumbledore
in
the
morning
...
tell
him
what
Peeves
was
up
to
...
.
"
A
door
slammed
.
Harry
was
left
staring
down
at
Moody
,
who
placed
his
staff
on
the
bottommost
stair
and
started
to
climb
laboriously
toward
him
,
a
dull
clunk
on
every
other
step
.
"
Close
shave
.
Potter
,
"
he
muttered
.
"
Yeah
...
I
-
er
...
thanks
,
"
said
Harry
weakly
.
"
What
is
this
thing
?
"
said
Moody
,
drawing
the
Marauder
's
Map
out
of
his
pocket
and
unfolding
it
.
"
Map
of
Hogwarts
,
"
said
Harry
,
hoping
Moody
was
going
to
pull
him
out
of
the
staircase
soon
;
his
leg
was
really
hurting
him
.
"
Merlins
beard
,
"
Moody
whispered
,
staring
at
the
map
,
his
magical
eye
going
haywire
.
"
This
...
this
is
some
map
.
Potter
!
"
"
Yeah
,
its
...
quite
useful
,
"
Harry
said
.
His
eyes
were
starting
to
water
from
the
pain
.
"
Er
-
Professor
Moody
,
d'you
think
you
could
help
me
-
?
"
"
What
?
Oh
!
Yes
...
yes
,
of
course
...
.
"
Moody
took
hold
of
Harry
's
arms
and
pulled
;
Harry
's
leg
came
free
of
the
trick
step
,
and
he
climbed
onto
the
one
above
it
.
Moody
was
still
gazing
at
the
map
.
