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Quietly
as
they
could
,
they
crept
out
into
the
hall
and
up
the
crumbling
staircase
.
Everything
was
covered
in
a
thick
layer
of
dust
except
the
floor
,
where
a
wide
shiny
stripe
had
been
made
by
something
being
dragged
upstairs
.
They
reached
the
dark
landing
.
"
Nox
,
"
they
whispered
together
,
and
the
lights
at
the
end
of
their
wands
went
out
.
Only
one
door
was
open
.
As
they
crept
toward
it
,
they
heard
movement
from
behind
it
;
a
low
moan
,
and
then
a
deep
,
loud
purring
.
They
exchanged
a
last
look
,
a
last
nod
.
Wand
held
tightly
before
him
,
Harry
kicked
the
door
wide
open
.
On
a
magnificent
four-poster
bed
with
dusty
hangings
lay
Crookshanks
,
purring
loudly
at
the
sight
of
them
.
On
the
floor
beside
him
,
clutching
his
leg
,
which
stuck
out
at
a
strange
angle
,
was
Ron
.
Harry
and
Hermione
dashed
across
to
him
.
"
Ron
--
are
you
okay
?
"
"
Where
's
the
dog
?
"
"
Not
a
dog
,
"
Ron
moaned
.
His
teeth
were
gritted
with
pain
.
"
Harry
,
it
's
a
trap
--
"
"
What
--
"
