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"
I
think
I
'd
better
go
outside
again
,
you
know
,
"
said
Harry
slowly
.
"
I
ca
n't
see
what
's
going
on
--
we
wo
n't
know
when
it
's
time
--
"
Hermione
looked
up
.
Her
expression
was
suspicious
.
"
I
'm
not
going
to
try
and
interfere
,
"
said
Harry
quickly
.
"
But
if
we
do
n't
see
what
's
going
on
,
how
're
we
going
to
know
when
it
's
time
to
rescue
Sirius
?
"
"
Well
...
okay
,
then
...
I
'll
wait
here
with
Buckbeak
...
but
Harry
,
be
careful
--
there
's
a
werewolf
out
there
--
and
the
Dementors
.
"
Harry
stepped
outside
again
and
edged
around
the
cabin
.
He
could
hear
yelping
in
the
distance
.
That
meant
the
Dementors
were
closing
in
on
Sirius
...
.
He
and
Hermione
would
be
running
to
him
any
moment
...
.
Harry
stared
out
toward
the
lake
,
his
heart
doing
a
kind
of
drumroll
in
his
chest
...
.
Whoever
had
sent
that
Patronus
would
be
appearing
at
any
moment
...
.
For
a
fraction
of
a
second
he
stood
,
irresolute
,
in
front
of
Hagrid
's
door
.
You
must
not
be
seen
.
But
he
did
n't
want
to
be
seen
.
He
wanted
to
do
the
seeing
...
.
He
had
to
know
...
And
there
were
the
Dementors
.
They
were
emerging
out
of
the
darkness
from
every
direction
,
gliding
around
the
edges
of
the
lake
...
.
They
were
moving
away
from
where
Harry
stood
,
to
the
opposite
bank
...
.
He
would
n't
have
to
get
near
them
...
.
Harry
began
to
run
.
He
had
no
thought
in
his
head
except
his
father
...
If
it
was
him
...
if
it
really
was
him
...
he
had
to
know
,
had
to
find
out
...
.
