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“The Death Eaters searched the Burrow from top to bottom,” Lupin went on. “They found the ghoul, but didn’t want to get too close – and then they interrogated those of us who remained for hours. They were trying to get information on you, Harry, but of course nobody apart from the Order knew that you had been there.”

“Well, the password changed at midnight, so you'll just have to sleep in the corridor, won't you?”

“We've got to go and explain,” said Hermione, looking up at Hagrid's huge empty chair at the staff table the following Saturday at breakfast.

“To be sure!” cried a sleepy-faced carpenter, casting an

“They'd fallen off my bed, all right? Let me go!”

“Stand aside,” said Riddle, drawing out his wand.

“Well…yeah,” said Harry. He was suddenly feeling a lot happier. “Professor Lupin, you know the Dementors —”

“What was it like?” said Harry eagerly.

“Who is it, Dobby?” Harry said, keeping a firm hold on Dobby's wrist to stop him from hitting himself with the water jug again. “Who's opened it? Who opened it last time?”