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'
I
've
no
idea
,
but
thank
goodness
we
got
here
so
early
,
if
you
'd
missed
it
,
it
would
have
been
catastrophic
!
'
Mr.
Weasley
skidded
to
a
halt
beside
the
lifts
and
jabbed
impatiently
at
the
'd
own
'
button
.
'
Come
ON
!
'
The
lift
clattered
into
view
and
they
hurried
inside
.
Every
time
it
stopped
Mr.
Weasley
cursed
furiously
and
pummelled
the
number
nine
button
.
'
Those
courtrooms
have
n't
been
used
in
years
,
'
said
Mr.
Weasley
angrily
.
'
I
ca
n't
think
why
they
're
doing
it
down
there
--
unless
--
but
no
...
'
A
plump
witch
carrying
a
smoking
goblet
entered
the
lift
at
that
moment
,
and
Mr.
Weasley
did
not
elaborate
.
'
The
Atrium
,
'
said
the
cool
female
voice
and
the
golden
grilles
slid
open
,
showing
Harry
a
distant
glimpse
of
the
golden
statues
in
the
fountain
.
The
plump
witch
got
out
and
a
sallow-skinned
wizard
with
a
very
mournful
face
got
in
.
'M
orning
,
Arthur
,
'
he
said
in
a
sepulchral
voice
as
the
lift
began
to
descend
.
'D
o
n't
often
see
you
down
here
...
.
'
'
Urgent
business
,
Bode
,
'
said
Mr.
Weasley
,
who
was
bouncing
on
the
balls
of
his
feet
and
throwing
anxious
looks
over
at
Harry
.
'
Ah
,
yes
,
'
said
Bode
,
surveying
Harry
unblinkingly
.
'
Of
course
.
'
