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Mr. Malfoy said nothing. His face was suddenly masklike.
But he fell silent, a lurking doubt resurfacing in his mind.
Even as he reached for his wand, Harry knew it was no good, there were too many of them, but as he tried to stand, ready to die fighting, a loud, long note sounded, and a blaze of light flamed through the hollow.
"Hagrid," said Dumbledore, sounding relieved. "At last. And where did you get that motorcycle?"
tell them all that the exams had been canceled as a school treat ("Oh, no!" said Hermione), or Dumbledore announcing that, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart would be unable to return next year, owing to the fact that he needed to go away and get his memory back. Quite a few of the teachers joined in the cheering that greeted this news.
"So -- have you stopped the attacks yet?" he sneered. "Have you caught the culprit?"
"Got a sock," said Dobby in disbelief. "Master threw it, and Dobby caught it, and Dobby -- Dobby is free. "
"tinny!" said Mr. Weasley, flabbergasted. "Haven't I taught you anything. What have I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain? Why didn't you show the diary to me, or your mother? A suspicious object like that, it was clearly full of Dark Magic ='
But Dobby shouted, "You shall not harm Harry Potter!"
"What about what's-her-name, your friend -- Yvonne?"
And beneath this, a single word had been written, in a hand Harry recognized as Hermione's. Pipes.
It was a page torn from a very old library book. Harry smoothed it out eagerly and Ron leaned close to read it, too.
"I think we'd all like to know that," said Professor McGonagall weakly.
Except that the words weren't what he heard; a strange hissing had escaped him, and at once the tap glowed with a brilliant white light and began to spin. Next second, the sink began to move; the sink, in fact, sank, right out of sight, leaving a large pipe exposed, a pipe wide enough for a man to slide into.