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Harry let out a gasp of surprise that no one could hear.
"I don't believe it, I'm still eight inches short said Ron fu
Ron opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead he gave an almighty belch and several slugs dribbled out of his mouth onto his lap.
"Hello, Peeves," said Harry cautiously.
Harry looked from their petrified faces to the red envelope.
"Password?" she said as they approached.
"Aren't you finished yet?" called Ron incredulously.
It had absolutely no effect; one of the pixies seized his wand and threw it out of the window, too. Lockhart gulped and dived under his own desk, narrowly avoiding being squashed by Neville, who fell a second later as the chandelier gave way.
"It was only a bit of mud!" said Harry.
Harry waited until Lockhart was out of sight, then pulled Ron out of the bush and up to Hagrid's front door. They knocked urgently.
"Can we move? I feel sick," said Ron.
"She's not dead, Argus," he said softly.
Draco turned away and saw the cabinet right in front of him. He walked forward - he stretched out his hand for the handle
"Come with me, Argus," he said to Filch. "You, too, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger."
"Ron! Ron! Are you all right?" squealed Hermione.
The car, however, had reached the end of its tether. With two sharp clunks, the doors flew open and Harry felt his seat tip sideways: Next thing he knew he was sprawled on the damp ground. Loud thuds told him that the car was ejecting their luggage from the trunk; Hedwig's cage flew through the air and burst open; she rose out of it with an angry screech and sped off toward the castle