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"
Did
you
see
that
?
"
said
Harry
excitedly
.
"
Something
happened
!
"
"
Very
good
,
"
said
Lupin
,
smiling
.
"
Right
,
then
--
ready
to
try
it
on
a
Dementor
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
Harry
said
,
gripping
his
wand
very
tightly
,
and
moving
into
the
middle
of
the
deserted
classroom
.
He
tried
to
keep
his
mind
on
flying
,
but
something
else
kept
intruding
...
Any
second
now
,
he
might
hear
his
mother
again
...
but
he
should
n't
think
that
,
or
he
would
hear
her
again
,
and
he
did
n't
want
to
...
or
did
he
?
Lupin
grasped
the
lid
of
the
packing
case
and
pulled
.
A
Dementor
rose
slowly
from
the
box
,
its
hooded
face
turned
toward
Harry
,
one
glistening
,
scabbed
hand
gripping
its
cloak
.
The
lamps
around
the
classroom
flickered
and
went
out
.
The
Dementor
stepped
from
the
box
and
started
to
sweep
silently
toward
Harry
,
drawing
a
deep
,
rattling
breath
.
A
wave
of
piercing
cold
broke
over
him
--
"
Expecto
patronum
!
"
Harry
yelled
.
"
Expecto
patronum
!
Expecto
--
"
But
the
classroom
and
the
Dementor
were
dissolving
...
Harry
was
falling
again
through
thick
white
fog
,
and
his
mother
's
voice
was
louder
than
ever
,
echoing
inside
his
head
--
"
Not
Harry
!
Not
Harry
!
Please
--
I
'll
do
anything
--
"
"
Stand
aside
--
stand
aside
,
girl
--
"
"
Harry
!
"
