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"Oh, he's horrible," whispered Hermione, her ear to the door. "I bet he's all excited because the dementors are going to finish off Sirius...." She checked her watch. "Three minutes, Harry!"
But the Weasleys gave a gigantic tug and Harry's leg slid out of Uncle Vernon's grasp - Harry was in the car - he'd slammed the door shut
"Thank you, Minister."
"Harry... Harry... you look just like your father... just like him...."
"What's that?" he snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still clutching in his hand. "If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another ---"
Fred and George climbed catlike through the window into Harry's room. You had to hand it to them, thought Harry, as George took an ordinary hairpin from his pocket and started to pick the lock.
"Please," Harry whispered frantically, "please be quiet. If the Dursleys hear anything, if they know you're here -"
Hermione turned the hourglass over three times.
And she pulled a heavy book from the stack on the mantelpiece. George groaned.
Hermione listened to what had just happened with her mouth open yet again.
"Ah, "said Fred.
And laughing like a maniac, he dragged Harry back upstairs.
They slipped out of the kitchen and down a narrow passageway to an uneven staircase, which wound its way, zigzagging up
"Quick! Quick!" Hermione moaned, darting out from behind her tree, seizing the rope too and adding her weight to make Buckbeak move faster. Harry looked over his shoulder; they were now blocked from sight; they couldn't see Hagrid's garden at all.
"Dobby has them here, sir," said the elf. Stepping nimbly out of Harry's reach, he pulled a thick wad of envelopes from the inside of the pillowcase he was wearing. Harry could make out Hermione's neat writing, Ron's untidy scrawl, and even a scribble that looked as though it was from the Hogwarts gamekeeper, Hagrid.