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As they stared at each other, Harry heard Dudley's voice from the hall.
He saw Fred and George look at each other.
meeting strangers upsets him, so we kept him upstairs ) He
"Ha!" said Hermione triumphantly. "See! I told you it was from him!"
Aunt Petunia was just passing around a box of after-dinner mints when a huge barn owl swooped through the dining room window, dropped a letter on Mrs. Mason's head, and swooped out again. Mrs. Mason screamed like a banshee and ran from the house shouting about lunatics. Mr. Mason stayed just long enough to tell the Dursleys that his wife was mortally afraid of birds of all shapes and sizes, and to ask whether this was their idea of a joke.
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 --
"I'll tell you why," said Black. "Because you never did anything for anyone unless you could see what was in it for you. Voldemort's been in hiding for fifteen years, they say he's half dead. You weren't about to commit murder right under Albus Dumbledore's nose, for a wreck of a wizard who'd lost all of his power, were you? You'd want to be quite sure he was the biggest bully in the playground before you went back to him, wouldn't you? Why else did you find a wizard family to take you in? Keeping an ear out for news, weren't YOU, Peter? Just in case your old protector regained strength, and it was safe to rejoin him...."
"I wish to speak to Harry and Hermione alone," Dumbledore repeated.
Harry stared from his purple-faced uncle to his pale aunt, who was trying to heave Dudley to his feet.
"There's enough filth on my robes without you touching them," said Black.
"Harry, what do you think you'd do if you saw yourself bursting into Hagrid's house?" said Hermione.
Now they could hear angry voices, growing louder and louder. Madam Pomfrey was staring at the door.
"Okay, let's go," George whispered.
Black gave a shudder, rolled over, and lay motionless on the ground, pale as death.
Harry's fists clenched as they watched Snape skid to a halt next to the tree, looking around. He grabbed the cloak and held it up.
"It was as if someone had lit a fire In my head, and the dementors couldn't destroy it.... It wasn't a happy feeling... it was an obsession... but it gave me strength, it cleared my mind. So, one night when they opened my door to bring food, I slipped past them as a dog.... It's so much harder for them to sense animal emotions that they were confused.... I was thin, very thin... thin enough to slip through the bars.... I swam as a dog back to the mainland.... I journeyed north and slipped into the Hogwarts grounds as a dog. I've been living in the forest ever since, except when I came to watch the Quidditch, of course. You fly as well as your father did, Harry...."。