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"Can we wrap up this discussion?" growled Moody.
"Put it away!" snarled Snape, his black eyes sweeping the classroom.
"Hey, Potter! Potter! How's your head? You feeling all right? Sure you're not going to go berserk on us?"
"Winky is pining, Harry Potter," Dobby whispered sadly. "Winky wants to go home. Winky still thinks Mr. Crouch is her master, sir, and nothing Dobby says will persuade her that Professor Dumbledore is her master now."
Harry and Hermione went to see. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were standing in the shadow of a tree below. Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be keeping a lookout; both were smirking.
"You say your brother s Crouch's personal assistant? Any chance you could ask him if he's seen Crouch lately?"
"Hello, Sirius," said Harry when they had reached him.
"It's going to be boiling in Trelawney's room, she never puts out that fire," said Ron as they started up the staircase toward the silver ladder and the trapdoor.
"Warn ... Dumbledore ..."
"I'll wait for you. Harry, shall I?"
Hermione muttered. "After he'd got rid of his shark's head. Madam Pomfrey gave us both blankets and then he sort of pulled me away from the judges so they wouldn't hear, and he said, if I wasn't doing anything over the summer, would I like to -"
Winky hiccuped again. The elves who had brought the eclairs gave her disapproving looks as they returned to work.
"Winky is over there by the fire, miss," said Dobby quietly, his ears drooping slightly.
Winky's eyes flickered. Her enormous pupils focused on Harry. She swayed slightly again and then said, "M - Master is stopped - hic - coming?"
People I saw with my own eyes doing his bidding. I give this information as a sign that I fully and totally renounce him, and am filled with a remorse so deep I can barely -"