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Harry
barely
had
emotion
to
spare
for
Bode
,
but
his
unfaltering
gaze
did
not
make
him
feel
any
more
comfortable
'D
epartment
of
Mysteries
,
'
said
the
cool
female
voice
,
and
left
it
at
that
.
'
Quick
,
Harry
,
'
said
Mr.
Weasley
as
the
lift
doors
rattled
open
,
and
they
sped
up
a
corridor
that
was
quite
different
from
those
above
.
The
walls
were
bare
;
there
were
no
windows
and
no
doors
apart
from
a
plain
black
one
set
at
the
very
end
of
the
corridor
.
Harry
expected
them
to
go
through
it
,
but
instead
Mr.
Weasley
seized
him
by
the
arm
and
dragged
him
to
the
left
,
where
there
was
an
opening
leading
to
a
flight
of
steps
.
'D
own
here
,
down
here
,
'
panted
Mr.
Weasley
,
taking
two
steps
at
a
time
.
'
The
lift
does
n't
even
come
down
this
far
...
why
they
're
doing
it
down
there
...
'
They
reached
the
bottom
of
the
steps
and
ran
along
yet
another
corridor
,
which
bore
a
great
resemblance
to
the
one
that
led
to
Snape
's
dungeon
at
Hogwarts
,
with
rough
stone
walls
and
torches
in
brackets
.
The
doors
they
passed
here
were
heavy
wooden
ones
with
iron
bolts
and
keyholes
.
'
Courtroom
...
ten
...
I
think
...
we
're
nearly
...
yes
.
'
Mr.
Weasley
stumbled
to
a
halt
outside
a
grimy
dark
door
with
an
immense
iron
lock
and
slumped
against
the
wall
,
clutching
at
a
stitch
in
his
chest
.
'
Go
on
,
'
he
panted
,
pointing
his
thumb
at
the
door
.
'
Get
in
there
.
'
'
Are
n't
--
are
n't
you
coming
with
--
?
'
'N
o
,
no
,
I
'm
not
allowed
.
Good
luck
!
'
