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"They are with Professor Sprout," said Dumbledore. His voice, which had been so calm throughout the interrogation of Barty Crouch, shook very slightly for the first time.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE - VERITASERUM
"No, you didn't," he said. "You didn't do that. . . you can't have done..."
Mrs. Weasleys eyes filled with tears as she smoothed his bed-covers unnecessarily.
"He will stay, Minerva, because he needs to understand," said Dumbledore curtly.
"You needed Alastor Moody," said Dumbledore. His blue eyes were blazing, though his voice remained calm.
"What happened?" he asked more urgently.
He opened his eyes.
"Master, we crave to know ... we beg you to tell us ... how you have achieved this . . .
"You'll see me very soon. Harry," said Sirius, turning to him. "I promise you. But I must do what I can, you understand, don't you?"
Whoever it was, he was short, and wearing a hooded cloak pulled up over his head to obscure his face. And - several paces nearer, the gap between them closing all the time - Harry saw that the thing in the persons arms looked like a baby ... or was it merely a bundle of robes?
Harry pulled himself up and pointed his wand at Krum just as Krum looked up. Krum turned and began to run.
"He'd deserve it," Cedric muttered, but all the same, he raised his wand and shot a
Wormtail was speaking. His voice shook; he seemed frightened beyond his wits. He raised his wand, closed his eyes, and spoke to the night.
Harry took the goblet and drank a few mouthfuls. He felt himself becoming drowsy at once. Everything around him became hazy; the lamps around the hospital wing seemed to be winking at him in a friendly way through the screen around his bed; his body felt as though it was sinking deeper into the warmth of the feather matress. Before he could finish the potion, before he could say another word, his exhaustion had carried him off to sleep.