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Slowly
,
the
crowd
thinned
.
The
news
about
the
Garrotting
Gas
seemed
to
have
spread
;
people
were
not
coming
this
way
any
more
.
When
at
last
the
surrounding
area
was
quite
clear
,
Hermione
said
quietly
,
'
I
think
that
's
as
good
as
we
're
going
to
get
,
Harry
--
come
on
,
let
's
do
it
.
'
They
moved
forwards
,
covered
by
the
Cloak
.
Luna
was
standing
with
her
back
to
them
at
the
far
end
of
the
corridor
.
As
they
passed
Ginny
,
Hermione
whispered
,
'
Good
one
...
do
n't
forget
the
signal
.
'
'
What
's
the
signal
?
'
muttered
Harry
,
as
they
approached
Umbridge
's
door
.
'
A
loud
chorus
of
"
Weasley
is
our
King
"
if
they
see
Umbridge
coming
,
'
replied
Hermione
,
as
Harry
inserted
the
blade
of
Sirius
's
knife
in
the
crack
between
door
and
wall
.
The
lock
clicked
open
and
they
entered
the
office
.
The
garish
kittens
were
basking
in
the
late-afternoon
sunshine
that
was
warming
their
plates
,
but
otherwise
the
office
was
as
still
and
unoccupied
as
last
time
.
Hermione
breathed
a
sigh
of
relief
.
'
I
thought
she
might
have
added
extra
security
after
the
second
Niffler
.
'
They
pulled
off
the
Cloak
;
Hermione
hurried
over
to
the
window
and
stood
out
of
sight
,
peering
down
into
the
grounds
with
her
wand
out
.
Harry
dashed
over
to
the
fireplace
,
seized
the
pot
of
Floo
powder
and
threw
a
pinch
into
the
grate
,
causing
emerald
flames
to
burst
into
life
there
.
He
knelt
down
quickly
,
thrust
his
head
into
the
dancing
fire
and
cried
,
'N
umber
twelve
,
Grimmauld
Place
!
'
His
head
began
to
spin
as
though
he
had
just
got
off
a
fairground
ride
though
his
knees
remained
firmly
planted
on
the
cold
office
floor
.
He
kept
his
eyes
screwed
up
against
the
whirling
ash
and
when
the
spinning
stopped
he
opened
them
to
find
himself
looking
out
at
the
long
,
cold
kitchen
of
Grimmauld
Place
.
There
was
nobody
there
.
He
had
expected
this
,
yet
was
not
prepared
for
the
molten
wave
of
dread
and
panic
that
seemed
to
burst
through
his
stomach
at
the
sight
of
the
deserted
room
.
'S
irius
?
'
he
shouted
.
'S
irius
,
are
you
there
?
'
