e street for rean, the sight of the cat
seed to ae hi he chuckled and uttered, &ot;i should have known&ot;
he found what he was lookg for his side pocket it seed
to be a silver cigarette lighter he flicked it open, held it up
the air, and clicked it the nearest street p went out with
a little pop he clicked it aga -- the next p flickered to
darkness elve tis he clicked the put-outer, until the only
lights left on the whole street were o ty ppricks the
distance, which were the eyes of the cat watchg hi if anyone
looked out of their dow now, even beady-eyed rs dursley,
they wouldn≈39;t be able to see anythg that was happeng down on
the pavent dubledore slipped the put-outer back side his
cloak and set off down the street toward nuber four, where he sat
down on the wall next to the cat he didn≈39;t look at it, but after
a ont he spoke to it
&ot;fancy seeg you here, profesr cgonagall&ot;
he turned to sile at the tabby, but it had gone stead he
was silg at a rather severe-lookg woan who was wearg sare
gsses exactly the shape of the arkgs the cat had had around
its eyes she, too, was wearg a cloak, an erald one her bck
hair was drawn to a tight bun she looked distctly ruffled
&ot;how did you know it was ?&ot; she asked
&ot;y dear profesr, i ≈39;ve never seen a cat sit stiffly&ot;
&ot;you≈39;d be stiff if you≈39;d been sittg on a brick wall all day,&ot;
said profesr cgonagall
&ot;all day? when you uld have been celebratg? i t have
passed a dozen feasts and parties on y way here&ot;
profesr cgonagall sniffed angrily
&ot;oh yes, everyone≈39;s celebratg, all right,&ot; she said
ipatiently &ot;you≈39;d thk they≈39;d be a bit ore careful, but
no -- even the les have noticed thg≈39;s gog on it
was on their news&ot; she jerked her head back at the dursleys≈39;
dark livg-roo dow &ot;i heard it flocks of owls shootg
stars well, they≈39;re not pletely stupid they were bound to
notice thg shootg stars down kent -- i≈39;ll bet that was
dedas le he never had uch sense&ot;
&ot;you can≈39;t b the,&ot; said dubledore ntly &ot;we≈39;ve had
precio little to celebrate for eleven years&ot;
&ot;i know that,&ot; said profesr cgonagall irritably &ot;but that≈39;s
no rean to lose our heads people are beg downright careless,
out on the streets broad daylight, not even dressed le
clothes, spg ruors&ot;
she threw a sharp, sideways gnce at dubledore here, as though
hopg he was gog to tell her thg, but he didn≈39;t, she
went on &ot;a fe thg it would be if, on the very day youknow-who
sees to have disappeared at st, the les found out about
all i suppose he really has gone, dubledore?&ot;
&ot;it certaly sees ,&ot; said dubledore &ot;we have uch to be
thankful for would you care for a leon
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