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Ducking
under
Peeves
,
they
ran
for
their
lives
,
right
to
the
end
of
the
corridor
where
they
slammed
into
a
door
--
and
it
was
locked
.
"
This
is
it
!
"
Ron
moaned
,
as
they
pushed
helplessly
at
the
door
,
"
We
're
done
for
!
This
is
the
end
!
"
They
could
hear
footsteps
,
Filch
running
as
fast
as
he
could
toward
Peeves
's
shouts
.
"
Oh
,
move
over
,
"
Hermione
snarled
.
She
grabbed
Harry
's
wand
,
tapped
the
lock
,
and
whispered
,
"
Alohomora
!
"
The
lock
clicked
and
the
door
swung
open
--
they
piled
through
it
,
shut
it
quickly
,
and
pressed
their
ears
against
it
,
listening
.
"
Which
way
did
they
go
,
Peeves
?
"
Filch
was
saying
.
"
Quick
,
tell
me
.
"
"
Say
'
please
.
'
"
"
Do
n't
mess
with
me
,
Peeves
,
now
where
did
they
go
?
"
"
Sha
n't
say
nothing
if
you
do
n't
say
please
,
"
said
Peeves
in
his
annoying
singsong
voice
.
"
All
right
--
please
.
"
