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Mrs. Weasley came to a halt in front of them, her hands on her hips, staring from one guilty face to the next. She was wearing a flowered apron with a wand sticking out of the pocket.
"How about -'We had to write an essay about our hero at school, Mr. Mason, and I wrote about you."'
There was a knock on the door. Harry hastily stuffed the Marauder's Map and the Invisibility Cloak into his pocket.
"-- doesn't sound like there's anything we can do --"
"The teapot went berserk and squirted boiling tea all over the place and one man ended up in the hospital with the sugar tongs clamped to his nose. Dad was going frantic - it's only him and an old warlock called Perkins in the office -and they had to do Memory Charms and all sorts of stuff to cover it up -"
But Madam Pomfrey suddenly stuffed a large chunk of chocolate into Harry's mouth; he choked, and she seized the opportunity to force him back onto the bed.
"I don't know...."
"What terrible things?" said Harry at once. "Who's plotting them?"
They slipped out of the kitchen and down a narrow passageway to an uneven staircase, which wound its way, zigzagging up
"Oh, he's not unbalanced," said Dumbledore quietly. "He's just suffered a severe disappointment."
As they stared at each other, Harry heard Dudley's voice from the hall.
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 wouldn't have to get near them....
"Let Hedwig out," he told Ron. "She can fly behind us. She hasn't had a chance to stretch her wings for ages."