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Harry
took
as
much
time
as
he
dared
to
close
the
drawing-room
door
;
he
wanted
to
listen
to
what
was
going
on
downstairs
.
Sirius
had
obviously
managed
to
shut
the
curtains
over
his
mothers
portrait
because
she
had
stopped
screaming
.
He
heard
Sirius
walking
down
the
hall
,
then
the
clattering
of
the
chain
on
the
front
door
,
and
then
a
deep
voice
he
recognised
as
Kingsley
Shacklebolt
's
saying
,
'
Hestia
's
just
relieved
me
,
so
she
's
got
Moody
's
Cloak
now
,
thought
I
'd
leave
a
report
for
Dumbledore
...
.
'
Feeling
Mrs
Weasley
's
eyes
on
the
back
of
his
head
,
Harry
regretfully
closed
the
drawing-room
door
and
rejoined
the
doxy
party
.
Mrs.
Weasley
was
bending
over
to
check
the
page
on
doxys
in
Gilderoy
Lockhart
's
Guide
to
Household
Pests
,
which
was
lying
open
on
the
sofa
.
'
Right
,
you
lot
,
you
need
to
be
careful
,
because
doxys
bite
and
their
teeth
are
poisonous
.
I
've
got
a
bottle
of
antidote
here
,
but
I
'd
rather
nobody
needed
it
.
'
She
straightened
up
,
positioned
herself
squarely
in
front
of
the
curtains
and
beckoned
them
all
forward
.
'
When
I
say
the
word
,
start
spraying
immediately
,
'
she
said
.
'
They
'll
come
flying
out
at
us
,
I
expect
,
but
it
says
on
the
sprays
one
good
squirt
will
paralyse
them
.
When
they
're
immobilized
,
just
throw
them
in
this
bucket
.
'
She
stepped
carefully
out
of
their
line
of
fire
,
and
raised
her
own
spray
.
'
All
right
--
squirt
!
'
Harry
had
been
spraying
only
a
few
seconds
when
a
fully-grown
doxy
came
soaring
out
of
a
fold
in
the
material
,
shiny
beetle-like
wings
whirring
,
tiny
needle-sharp
teeth
bared
,
its
fairy-like
body
covered
with
thick
black
hair
and
its
four
tiny
fists
clenched
with
fury
.
Harry
caught
it
full
in
the
face
with
a
blast
of
Doxycide
;
it
froze
in
midair
and
fell
,
with
a
surprisingly
loud
thunk
,
on
to
the
worn
carpet
below
.
Harry
picked
it
up
and
threw
it
in
the
bucket
.
'
Fred
,
what
are
you
doing
?
'
said
Mrs.
Weasley
sharply
.
'S
pray
that
at
once
and
throw
it
away
!
'
