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Harry
did
n't
answer
;
fortunately
,
they
got
out
at
the
next
stop
,
a
station
in
the
very
heart
of
London
,
and
in
the
bustle
of
leaving
the
train
he
was
able
to
allow
Fred
and
George
to
get
between
himself
and
Tonks
,
who
was
leading
the
way
.
They
all
followed
her
up
the
escalator
,
Moody
clunking
along
at
the
back
of
the
group
,
his
bowler
tilted
low
and
one
gnarled
hand
stuck
in
between
the
buttons
of
his
coat
,
clutching
his
wand
.
Harry
thought
he
sensed
the
concealed
eye
staring
hard
at
him
.
Trying
to
avoid
any
more
questions
about
his
dream
,
he
asked
Mad-Eye
where
St.
Mungo
's
was
hidden
.
'N
ot
far
from
here
,
'
grunted
Moody
as
they
stepped
out
into
the
wintry
air
on
a
broad
store-lined
street
packed
with
Christmas
shoppers
.
He
pushed
Harry
a
little
ahead
of
him
and
stumped
along
just
behind
;
Harry
knew
the
eye
was
rolling
in
all
directions
under
the
tilted
hat
.
'
Was
n't
easy
to
find
a
good
location
for
a
hospital
.
Nowhere
in
Diagon
Alley
was
big
enough
and
we
could
n't
have
it
underground
like
the
Ministry
--
would
n't
be
healthy
.
In
the
end
they
managed
to
get
hold
of
a
building
up
here
.
Theory
was
,
sick
wizards
could
come
and
go
and
just
blend
in
with
the
crowd
.
'
He
seized
Harry
's
shoulder
to
prevent
them
being
separated
by
a
gaggle
of
shoppers
plainly
intent
on
nothing
but
making
it
into
a
nearby
shop
full
of
electrical
gadgets
.
'
Here
we
go
,
'
said
Moody
a
moment
later
.
They
had
arrived
outside
a
large
,
old-fashioned
,
red-brick
department
store
called
Purge
&
Dowse
Ltd.
.
The
place
had
a
shabby
,
miserable
air
;
the
window
displays
consisted
of
a
few
chipped
dummies
with
their
wigs
askew
,
standing
at
random
and
modelling
fashions
at
least
ten
years
out
of
date
.
Large
signs
on
all
the
dusty
doors
read
:
'
Closed
for
Refurbishment
'
.
Harry
distinctly
heard
a
large
woman
laden
with
plastic
shopping
bags
say
to
her
friend
as
they
passed
,
'
It
's
never
open
,
that
place
...
'
'
Right
,
'
said
Tonks
,
beckoning
them
towards
a
window
displaying
nothing
but
a
particularly
ugly
female
dummy
.
Its
false
eyelashes
were
hanging
off
and
it
was
modelling
a
green
nylon
pinafore
dress
.
'
Everybody
ready
?
'
They
nodded
,
clustering
around
her
.
Moody
gave
Harry
another
shove
between
the
shoulder
blades
to
urge
him
forward
and
Tonks
leaned
close
to
the
glass
,
looking
up
at
the
very
ugly
dummy
,
her
breath
steaming
up
the
glass
.
'
Wotcher
,
'
she
said
,
'
we
're
here
to
see
Arthur
Weasley
.
'
Harry
thought
how
absurd
it
was
for
Tonks
to
expect
the
dummy
to
hear
her
talking
so
quietly
through
a
sheet
of
glass
,
with
buses
rumbling
along
behind
her
and
all
the
racket
of
a
street
full
of
shoppers
.
Then
he
reminded
himself
that
dummies
could
n't
hear
anyway
.
Next
second
,
his
mouth
opened
in
shock
as
the
dummy
gave
a
tiny
nod
and
beckoned
with
its
jointed
finger
,
and
Tonks
had
seized
Ginny
and
Mrs.
Weasley
by
the
elbows
,
stepped
right
through
the
glass
and
vanished
.
Fred
,
George
and
Ron
stepped
after
them
.
Harry
glanced
around
at
the
jostling
crowd
;
not
one
of
them
seemed
to
have
a
glance
to
spare
for
window
displays
as
ugly
as
those
of
Purge
&
Dowse
Ltd
;
nor
did
any
of
them
seem
to
have
noticed
that
six
people
had
just
melted
into
thin
air
in
front
of
them
.
