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'
Get
up
!
'
said
Snape
sharply
.
'
Get
up
!
You
are
not
trying
,
you
are
making
no
effort
.
You
are
allowing
me
access
to
memories
you
fear
,
handing
me
weapons
!
'
Harry
stood
up
again
,
his
heart
thumping
wildly
as
though
he
had
really
just
seen
Cedric
dead
in
the
graveyard
.
Snape
looked
paler
than
usual
,
and
angrier
,
though
not
nearly
as
angry
as
Harry
was
.
'
I
--
am
--
making
--
an
--
effort
,
'
he
said
through
clenched
teeth
.
'
I
told
you
to
empty
yourself
of
emotion
!
'
'
Yeah
?
Well
,
I
'm
finding
that
hard
at
the
moment
,
'
Harry
snarled
.
'
Then
you
will
find
yourself
easy
prey
for
the
Dark
Lord
!
'
said
Snape
savagely
.
'
Fools
who
wear
their
hearts
proudly
on
their
sleeves
,
who
can
not
control
their
emotions
,
who
wallow
in
sad
memories
and
allow
themselves
to
be
provoked
so
easily
--
weak
people
,
in
other
words
--
they
stand
no
chance
against
his
powers
!
He
will
penetrate
your
mind
with
absurd
ease
,
Potter
!
'
'
I
am
not
weak
,
'
said
Harry
in
a
low
voice
,
fury
now
pumping
through
him
so
that
he
thought
he
might
attack
Snape
in
a
moment
.
'
Then
prove
it
!
Master
yourself
!
'
spat
Snape
.
'
Control
your
anger
,
discipline
your
mind
!
We
shall
try
again
!
Get
ready
,
now
!
Legilimens
!
'
He
was
watching
Uncle
Vernon
hammering
the
letterbox
shut
...
a
hundred
dementors
were
drifting
across
the
lake
in
the
grounds
towards
him
...
he
was
running
along
a
windowless
passage
with
Mr.
Weasley
...
they
were
drawing
nearer
to
the
plain
black
door
at
the
end
of
the
corridor
...
Harry
expected
to
go
through
it
...
but
Mr.
Weasley
led
him
off
to
the
left
,
down
a
flight
of
stone
steps
...
