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He
felt
a
sharp
pain
in
his
knee
.
Snape
's
office
had
come
back
into
view
and
he
realised
that
he
had
fallen
to
the
floor
;
one
of
his
knees
had
collided
painfully
with
the
leg
of
Snape
's
desk
.
He
looked
up
at
Snape
,
who
had
lowered
his
wand
and
was
rubbing
his
wrist
.
There
was
an
angry
weal
there
,
like
a
scorch
mark
.
'D
id
you
mean
to
produce
a
Stinging
Hex
?
'
asked
Snape
coolly
.
'N
o
,
'
said
Harry
bitterly
,
getting
up
from
the
floor
.
'
I
thought
not
,
'
said
Snape
,
watching
him
closely
.
'
You
let
me
get
in
too
far
.
You
lost
control
.
'
'D
id
you
see
everything
I
saw
?
'
Harry
asked
,
unsure
whether
he
wanted
to
hear
the
answer
.
'
Flashes
of
it
,
'
said
Snape
,
his
lip
curling
.
'
To
whom
did
the
dog
belong
?
'
'M
y
Aunt
Marge
,
'
Harry
muttered
,
hating
Snape
.
'
Well
,
for
a
first
attempt
that
was
not
as
poor
as
it
might
have
been
,
'
said
Snape
,
raising
his
wand
once
more
.
'
You
managed
to
stop
me
eventually
,
though
you
wasted
time
and
energy
shouting
.
You
must
remain
focused
.
Repel
me
with
your
brain
and
you
will
not
need
to
resort
to
your
wand
.
'
'
I
'm
trying
,
'
said
Harry
angrily
,
'
but
you
're
not
telling
me
how
!
'
