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The
lake
was
coming
nearer
and
nearer
,
but
there
was
no
sign
of
anybody
.
On
the
opposite
bank
,
he
could
see
tiny
glimmers
of
silver
--
his
own
attempts
at
a
Patronus
--
There
was
a
bush
at
the
very
edge
of
the
water
.
Harry
threw
himself
behind
it
,
peering
desperately
through
the
leaves
.
On
the
opposite
bank
,
the
glimmers
of
silver
were
suddenly
extinguished
.
A
terrified
excitement
shot
through
him
--
any
moment
now
--
"
Come
on
!
"
he
muttered
,
staring
about
.
"
Where
are
you
?
Dad
,
come
on
--
"
But
no
one
came
.
Harry
raised
his
head
to
look
at
the
circle
of
Dementors
across
the
lake
.
One
of
them
was
lowering
its
hood
.
It
was
time
for
the
rescuer
to
appear
--
but
no
one
was
coming
to
help
this
time
--
And
then
it
hit
him
--
he
understood
.
He
had
n't
seen
his
father
he
had
seen
himself
--
Harry
flung
himself
out
from
behind
the
bush
and
pulled
out
his
wand
.
"
EXPECTO
PATRONUM
!
"
he
yelled
.
And
out
of
the
end
of
his
wand
burst
,
not
a
shapeless
cloud
of
mist
,
but
a
blinding
,
dazzling
,
silver
animal
.
He
screwed
up
his
eyes
,
trying
to
see
what
it
was
.
It
looked
like
a
horse
.
It
was
galloping
silently
away
from
him
,
across
the
black
surface
of
the
lake
.
He
saw
it
lower
its
head
and
charge
at
the
swarming
Dementors
...
.
Now
it
was
galloping
around
and
around
the
black
shapes
on
the
ground
,
and
the
Dementors
were
falling
back
,
scattering
,
retreating
into
the
darkness
...
.
They
were
gone
.
The
Patronus
turned
.
It
was
cantering
back
toward
Harry
across
the
still
surface
of
the
water
.
It
was
n't
a
horse
.
It
was
n't
a
unicorn
,
either
.
It
was
a
stag
.
It
was
shining
brightly
as
the
moon
above
...
it
was
coming
back
to
him
...
.
