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There
was
a
loud
crack
,
and
the
shape-shifter
exploded
in
a
wisp
of
smoke
.
The
silver
stag
faded
from
sight
.
Harry
wished
it
could
have
stayed
,
he
could
have
used
some
company
...
but
he
moved
on
,
quickly
and
quietly
as
possible
,
listening
hard
,
his
wand
held
high
once
more
.
Left
...
right
...
left
again
...
Twice
he
found
himself
facing
dead
ends
.
He
did
the
Four-Point
Spell
again
and
found
that
he
was
going
too
far
east
.
He
turned
back
,
took
a
right
turn
,
and
saw
an
odd
golden
mist
floating
ahead
of
him
.
Harry
approached
it
cautiously
,
pointing
the
wand
's
beam
at
it
.
This
looked
like
some
kind
of
enchantment
.
He
wondered
whether
he
might
be
able
to
blast
it
out
of
the
way
.
"
Reducio
!
"
he
said
.
The
spell
shot
straight
through
the
mist
,
leaving
it
intact
.
He
supposed
he
should
have
known
better
;
the
Reductor
Curse
was
for
solid
objects
.
What
would
happen
if
he
walked
through
the
mist
?
Was
it
worth
chancing
it
,
or
should
he
double
back
?
He
was
still
hesitating
when
a
scream
shattered
the
silence
.
"
Fleur
?
"
Harry
yelled
.
There
was
silence
.
He
stared
all
around
him
.
What
had
happened
to
her
?
Her
scream
seemed
to
have
come
from
somewhere
ahead
.
He
took
a
deep
breath
and
ran
through
the
enchanted
mist
.
The
world
turned
upside
down
.
Harry
was
hanging
from
the
ground
,
with
his
hair
on
end
,
his
glasses
dangling
off
his
nose
,
threatening
to
fall
into
the
bottomless
sky
.
He
clutched
them
to
the
end
of
his
nose
and
hung
there
,
terrified
.
It
felt
as
though
his
feet
were
glued
to
the
grass
,
which
had
now
become
the
ceiling
.
Below
him
the
dark
,
star-spangled
heavens
stretched
endlessly
.
He
felt
as
though
if
he
tried
to
move
one
of
his
feet
,
he
would
fall
away
from
the
earth
completely
.
