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But
the
Death
Eater
Hermione
had
just
struck
dumb
made
a
sudden
slashing
movement
with
his
wand
;
a
streak
of
what
looked
like
purple
flame
passed
right
across
Hermione
's
chest
.
She
gave
a
tiny
'
Oh
!
'
as
though
of
surprise
and
crumpled
on
to
the
floor
,
where
she
lay
motionless
.
'
HERMIONE
!
'
Harry
fell
to
his
knees
beside
her
as
Neville
crawled
rapidly
towards
her
from
under
the
desk
,
his
wand
held
up
in
front
of
him
.
The
Death
Eater
kicked
out
hard
at
Neville
's
head
as
he
emerged
--
his
foot
broke
Neville
's
wand
in
two
and
connected
with
his
face
.
Neville
gave
a
howl
of
pain
and
recoiled
,
clutching
his
mouth
and
nose
.
Harry
twisted
around
,
his
own
wand
held
high
,
and
saw
that
the
Death
Eater
had
ripped
off
his
mask
and
was
pointing
his
wand
directly
at
Harry
,
who
recognised
the
long
,
pale
,
twisted
face
from
the
Daily
Prophet
:
Antonin
Dolohov
,
the
wizard
who
had
murdered
the
Prewetts
.
Dolohov
grinned
.
With
his
free
hand
,
he
pointed
from
the
prophecy
still
clutched
in
Harry
's
hand
,
to
himself
,
then
at
Hermione
.
Though
he
could
no
longer
speak
,
his
meaning
could
not
have
been
clearer
.
Give
me
the
prophecy
,
or
you
get
the
same
as
her
...
'
Like
you
wo
n't
kill
us
all
anyway
,
the
moment
I
hand
it
over
!
'
said
Harry
.
A
whine
of
panic
inside
his
head
was
preventing
him
thinking
properly
:
he
had
one
hand
on
Hermione
's
shoulder
,
which
was
still
warm
,
yet
did
not
dare
look
at
her
properly
.
Do
n't
let
her
be
dead
,
do
n't
let
her
be
dead
,
it
's
my
fault
if
she
's
dead
...
'
Whaddever
you
do
,
Harry
,
'
said
Neville
fiercely
from
under
the
desk
,
lowering
his
hands
to
show
a
clearly
broken
nose
and
blood
pouring
down
his
mouth
and
chin
,
'd
on
'd
gib
it
to
him
!
'
Then
there
was
a
crash
outside
the
door
and
Dolohov
looked
over
his
shoulder
--
the
baby-headed
Death
Eater
had
appeared
in
the
doorway
,
his
head
bawling
,
his
great
fists
still
flailing
uncontrollably
at
everything
around
him
.
Harry
seized
his
chance
:
'
PETRIFICUS
TOTALUS
!
'
