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"
Yes
!
"
Flushed
with
their
victory
,
they
started
to
run
back
up
the
passage
,
but
as
they
reached
the
corner
they
heard
something
that
made
their
hearts
stop
--
a
high
,
petrified
scream
--
and
it
was
coming
from
the
chamber
they
'd
just
chained
up
.
"
Oh
,
no
,
"
said
Ron
,
pale
as
the
Bloody
Baron
.
"
It
's
the
girls
'
bathroom
!
"
Harry
gasped
.
"
Hermione
!
"
they
said
together
.
It
was
the
last
thing
they
wanted
to
do
,
but
what
choice
did
they
have
?
Wheeling
around
,
they
sprinted
back
to
the
door
and
turned
the
key
,
fumbling
in
their
panic
.
Harry
pulled
the
door
open
and
they
ran
inside
.
Hermione
Granger
was
shrinking
against
the
wall
opposite
,
looking
as
if
she
was
about
to
faint
.
The
troll
was
advancing
on
her
,
knocking
the
sinks
off
the
walls
as
it
went
.
"
Confuse
it
!
"
Harry
said
desperately
to
Ron
,
and
,
seizing
a
tap
,
he
threw
it
as
hard
as
he
could
against
the
wall
.
The
troll
stopped
a
few
feet
from
Hermione
.
It
lumbered
around
,
blinking
stupidly
,
to
see
what
had
made
the
noise
.
Its
mean
little
eyes
saw
Harry
.
It
hesitated
,
then
made
for
him
instead
,
lifting
its
club
as
it
went
.
"
Oy
,
pea-brain
!
"
yelled
Ron
from
the
other
side
of
the
chamber
,
and
he
threw
a
metal
pipe
at
it
.
The
troll
did
n't
even
seem
to
notice
the
pipe
hitting
its
shoulder
,
but
it
heard
the
yell
and
paused
again
,
turning
its
ugly
snout
toward
Ron
instead
,
giving
Harry
time
to
run
around
it
.
