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They
moved
as
fast
as
they
could
,
bent
almost
double
;
ahead
of
them
,
Crookshanks
's
tail
bobbed
in
and
out
of
view
.
On
and
on
went
the
passage
;
it
felt
at
least
as
long
as
the
one
to
Honeydukes
...
All
Harry
could
think
of
was
Ron
and
what
the
enormous
dog
might
be
doing
to
him
...
He
was
drawing
breath
in
sharp
,
painful
gasps
,
running
at
a
crouch
...
.
And
then
the
tunnel
began
to
rise
;
moments
later
it
twisted
,
and
Crookshanks
had
gone
.
Ahead
Harry
could
see
a
patch
of
dim
light
through
a
small
opening
.
He
and
Hermione
paused
,
gasping
for
breath
,
edging
forward
.
Both
raised
their
wands
to
see
what
lay
beyond
.
It
was
a
room
,
a
very
disordered
,
dusty
room
.
Paper
was
peeling
from
the
walls
;
there
were
stains
all
over
the
floor
;
every
piece
of
furniture
was
broken
as
though
somebody
had
smashed
it
.
The
windows
were
all
boarded
up
.
Harry
glanced
at
Hermione
,
who
looked
very
frightened
but
nodded
.
Harry
pulled
himself
out
of
the
hole
,
staring
around
.
The
room
was
deserted
,
but
a
door
to
their
right
stood
open
,
leading
to
a
shadowy
hallway
.
Hermione
suddenly
grabbed
Harry
's
arm
again
.
Her
wide
eyes
were
traveling
around
the
boarded
windows
.
"
Harry
,
"
she
whispered
,
"
I
think
we
're
in
the
Shrieking
Shack
.
"
Harry
looked
around
.
His
eyes
fell
on
a
wooden
chair
near
them
.
Large
chunks
had
been
torn
out
of
it
;
one
of
the
legs
had
been
ripped
off
entirely
.
"
Ghosts
did
n't
do
that
,
"
he
said
slowly
.
At
that
moment
,
there
was
a
creak
overhead
.
Something
had
moved
upstairs
.
Both
of
them
looked
up
at
the
ceiling
.
Hermione
's
grip
on
Harry
's
arm
was
so
tight
he
was
losing
feeling
in
his
fingers
.
He
raised
his
eyebrows
at
her
;
she
nodded
again
and
let
go
.
