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A second later, he recognized them as Mr. and Mrs. Weasleys'. He hesitated, not wanting them to know he'd heard them arguing,
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"--makes no sense not to tell him," Mr. Weasley was saying heatedly.
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Harry's got a right to know. I've tried to tell Fudge, but he insists on treating Harry like a child.
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"Arthur, the truth would terrify him!" said Mrs. Weasley shrilly.
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"Do you really want to send Harry back to school with that hanging over him?
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"Do you really want to send Harry back to school with that hanging over him? For heaven's sake, he's happy not knowing!"
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"I don't want to make him miserable, I want to put him on his guard!" retorted Mr. Weasley.
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"I don't want to make him miserable, I want to put him on his guard!" retorted Mr. Weasley.
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"I don't want to make him miserable, I want to put him on his guard!" retorted Mr. Weasley.
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"You know what Harry and Ron are like, wandering off by themselves -- they've ended up in the Forbidden Forest twice!
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"You know what Harry and Ron are like, wandering off by themselves -- they've ended up in the Forbidden Forest twice!
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"You know what Harry and Ron are like, wandering off by themselves -- they've ended up in the Forbidden Forest twice!
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But Harry mustn't do that this year! When I think what could have happened to him that night he ran away from home!
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"But he's not dead, he's fine, so what's the point
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Fudge keeps telling the Daily Prophet, we're no nearer catching Black than inventing self-spelling wands.
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There was a thud on wood, and Harry was sure Mr. Weasley had banged his fist on the table.
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There was a thud on wood, and Harry was sure Mr. Weasley had banged his fist on the table.
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Black is deranged, Molly, and he wants Harry dead. If you ask me, he thinks murdering Harry will bring You-Know-Who back to pow er.
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Black lost everything the night Harry stopped You- Know-Who, and he's had twelve years alone in Azkaban to brood on that..."
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There was a silence. Harry leaned still closer to the door, desperate to hear more.
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There was a silence. Harry leaned still closer to the door, desperate to hear more.
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"Dumbledore isn't fond of the Azkaban guards," said Mr. Weasley heavily.
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Harry heard chairs move. As quietly as he could, he hurried down the passage to the bar and out of sight.
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Harry waited until he heard Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's bedroom door close, then headed back upstairs with the bottle.
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