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"
Hmmm
...
well
,
the
only
people
who
really
know
are
in
no
condition
to
tell
us
.
You
see
,
the
Dementor
lowers
its
hood
only
to
use
its
last
and
worst
weapon
.
"
"
What
's
that
?
"
"
They
call
it
the
Dementor
's
Kiss
,
"
said
Lupin
,
with
a
slightly
twisted
smile
.
"
It
's
what
Dementors
do
to
those
they
wish
to
destroy
utterly
.
I
suppose
there
must
be
some
kind
of
mouth
under
there
,
because
they
clamp
their
jaws
upon
the
mouth
of
the
victim
and
--
and
suck
out
his
soul
.
"
Harry
accidentally
spat
out
a
bit
of
butterbeer
.
"
What
--
they
kill
--
?
"
"
Oh
no
,
"
said
Lupin
.
"
Much
worse
than
that
.
You
can
exist
without
your
soul
,
you
know
,
as
long
as
your
brain
and
heart
are
still
working
.
But
you
'll
have
no
sense
of
self
anymore
,
no
memory
,
no
...
anything
.
There
's
no
chance
at
all
of
recovery
.
You
'll
just
exist
.
As
an
empty
shell
.
And
your
soul
is
gone
forever
...
lost
.
"
Lupin
drank
a
little
more
butterbeer
,
then
said
,
"
It
's
the
fate
that
awaits
Sirius
Black
.
It
was
in
the
Daily
Prophet
this
morning
.
The
Ministry
have
given
the
Dementors
permission
to
perform
it
if
they
find
him
.
"
Harry
sat
stunned
for
a
moment
at
the
idea
of
someone
having
their
soul
sucked
out
through
their
mouth
.
But
then
he
thought
of
Black
.
"
He
deserves
it
,
"
he
said
suddenly
.
"
You
think
so
?
"
said
Lupin
lightly
.
"
Do
you
really
think
anyone
deserves
that
?
"
