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What
Harry
feared
most
was
that
he
might
not
be
able
to
find
the
mirror
room
again
.
With
Ron
covered
in
the
cloak
,
too
,
they
had
to
walk
much
more
slowly
the
next
night
.
They
tried
retracing
Harry
's
route
from
the
library
,
wandering
around
the
dark
passageways
for
nearly
an
hour
.
"
I
'm
freezing
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
Let
's
forget
it
and
go
back
.
"
"
No
!
"
Harry
hissed
.
I
know
it
's
here
somewhere
.
"
They
passed
the
ghost
of
a
tall
witch
gliding
in
the
opposite
direction
,
but
saw
no
one
else
.
just
as
Ron
started
moaning
that
his
feet
were
dead
with
cold
,
Harry
spotted
the
suit
of
armor
.
"
It
's
here
--
just
here
--
yes
!
"
They
pushed
the
door
open
.
Harry
dropped
the
cloak
from
around
his
shoulders
and
ran
to
the
mirror
.
There
they
were
.
His
mother
and
father
beamed
at
the
sight
of
him
.
"
See
?
"
Harry
whispered
.
"
I
ca
n't
see
anything
.
"
"
Look
!
Look
at
them
all
...
there
are
loads
of
them
...
"
