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Harry was sitting up, putting his glasses back on, and picking up his wand.
"As a matter of fact, it was Potter, Weasley, and Granger, Minister...."
"But who conjured it?"
"Out -- outside," Hagrid croaked.
"A house-elf must be set free, sir. And the family will never set Dobby free ... Dobby will serve the family until he dies, sir . . . ."
"We did it!" said Harry breathlessly. "Sirius has gone, on Buckbeak...."
"Sirius -- it's me... it's Peter... your friend... you wouldn't --"
"I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I'm not there," said Harry tonelessly.
"Well... your parents appointed me your guardian," said Black stiffly. "If anything happened to them..."
"The Chudley Cannons," said Ron, pointing at the orange bedspread, which was emblazoned with two giant black C's and a speeding cannonball. "Ninth in the league."
Harry didn't have a clue what was going on. Dumbledore had turned on his heel and looked back as he reached the door.
"There goes Lupin," Hermione whispered. "He's transforming
Fudge, Snape, and Dumbledore came striding into the ward. Dumbledore alone looked calm. Indeed, he looked as though he was quite enjoying himself. Fudge appeared angry. But Snape was beside himself.
Harry stood in the kitchen, clutching the mop for support, as Uncle Vernon advanced on him, a demonic glint in his tiny eyes.
Hermione listened to what had just happened with her mouth open yet again.