"\iEXPECTO PATRONUM!\i" The silver stag soared...
"\iEXPECTO PATRONUM!\i"
The silver stag soared from the tip of Harry's wand and leaped toward the dementors, which fell back and melted into the dark shadows againThe stag's light, more powerful and more warming than the cat's protection, filled the whole dungeon as it cantered around the room
"Get the Horcrux," Harry told Hermione
He ran back down the steps, stuffing the Invisibility Cloak into his back, and approached Mrs
"You?" she whispered, gazing into his face"But - but Reg said you were the one who submitted my name for questioning!"
"Did I?" muttered Harry, tugging at the chains binding her arms, "Well, I've had a change of heart\iDiffindo!\i" Nothing happened"Hermione, how do I get rid of these chains?" "Wait, I'm trying something up here -"
"Hermione, we're surrounded by dementors!"
"I know that, Harry, but if she wakes up and the black and white chanel locket's gone - I need to duplicate it - \iGeminio!\i There\a133 That should fool her\a133
Hermione came running downstairs\iRelashio!\i"
The chains clinked and withdrew into the arms of the chairCattermole looked just as frightened as ever before
"I don't understand," she whispered
"You're going to leave here with us," said Harry, pulling her to her feet"Go home, grab your children, and get out, get out of the country if you've got toDisguise yourselves and runYou've seen how it is, you won't get anything like a fair hearing here
"Harry," said Hermione, "how are we going to get out of here with all those dementors outside the door?"
"Patronuses," said Harry, pointing his wand at his ownThe stag slowed and walked, still gleaming brightly, toward the door"As many as we can muster; do yours, Hermione
"\iExpec - Expecto patronum,\i" said chanel handbag knockoffs Hermione
"It's the only spell she ever has trouble with," Harry told a completely bemused Mrs"Bit unfortunate, really\a133 Come on Hermione\a133
'\iExpecto patronum!\i"
A silver otter burst from the end of Hermione's wand and swam gracefully through the air to join the stag
"C'mon," said Harry, and he led Hermione and MrsCattermole to the door
When the Patronuses glided out of the dungeon there were cries of shock from the people waiting outsideHarry looked around; the dementors were falling back on both sides of them, melding into the darkness, scattering before the silver creatures
"It's been decided that you should all go home and go into hiding with your families," Harry told the waiting Muggle-born, who were dazzled by the light of the Patronuses and still cowering slightly"Go abroad if you canJust get well away from the MinistryThat's the - er - new louis vuitton fabric official positionNow, if you'll just follow the Patronuses, you'll be able to leave the Atrium
They managed to get up the stone stops without being intercepted, but as they approached the lifts Harry started to have misgivingsIf they emerged into the Atrium with a silver stag, and otter soaring alongside it, and twenty or so people, half of them accused Muggle-borns, he could not help feeling that they would attract unwanted attentionHe had just reached this unwelcome conclusion when the lift clanged to a halt in front of themCattermole, and she threw herself into Ron's arms"Runcorn let me out, he attacked Umbridge and Yaxley, and he's told all of us to leave the countryI think we'd better do it, Reg, I really do, let's hurry home and fetch the children and - why are you so wet?"
"Water," muttered Ron, disengaging himself"Harry, they know there are fendi spy intruders inside the Ministry, something about a hole in Umbridge's office doorI reckon we've got five minutes if that -"
Hermione's Patronus vanished with a \ipop\i as she turned a horror struck face to Harry
"Harry, if we're trapped here - !"
"We won't be if we move fast," said HarryHe addressed the silent group behind them, who were all gawping at him
"Who's got wands?"
About half of them raised their hands
"Okay, all of you who haven't got wands need to attach yourself to somebody who hasWe'll need to be fast before they stop us
They managed to cram themselves into two liftsHarry's Patronus stood sentinel before the golden grilles as they shut and the lifts began to rise
"Level eight," said the witch's cool voice, "Atrium
Harry knew at once that they were in troubleThe Atrium was full of people moving from fireplace to fireplace, sealing them gucci bags discount off