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And
Harry
let
go
.
Cold
,
damp
air
rushed
past
him
as
he
fell
down
,
down
,
down
and
--
FLUMP
.
With
a
funny
,
muffled
sort
of
thump
he
landed
on
something
soft
.
He
sat
up
and
felt
around
,
his
eyes
not
used
to
the
gloom
.
It
felt
as
though
he
was
sitting
on
some
sort
of
plant
.
"
It
's
okay
!
"
he
called
up
to
the
light
the
size
of
a
postage
stamp
,
which
was
the
open
trapdoor
,
"
it
's
a
soft
landing
,
you
can
jump
!
"
Ron
followed
right
away
.
He
landed
,
sprawled
next
to
Harry
.
"
What
's
this
stuff
?
"
were
his
first
words
.
"
Dunno
,
some
sort
of
plant
thing
.
I
suppose
it
's
here
to
break
the
fall
.
Come
on
,
Hermione
!
"
The
distant
music
stopped
.
There
was
a
loud
bark
from
the
dog
,
but
Hermione
had
already
jumped
.
She
landed
on
Harry
's
other
side
.
"
We
must
be
miles
under
the
school
,
"
she
said
.
"
Lucky
this
plant
thing
's
here
,
really
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
Lucky
!
"
shrieked
Hermione
.
"
Look
at
you
both
!
"
