his attention and poted at hiself
&ot;you want to go first? are you sure?&ot; said ron &ot;i don≈39;t know
how deep this thg goes give the fte to herione she can
keep hi asleep&ot;
harry handed the fte over the few sends≈39; silence, the
dog growled and itched, but the ont herione began to py,
it fell back to its deep sleep
harry clibed over it and looked down through the trapdoor there
was no sign of the botto
he lowered hiself through the hole until he was hangg on by
his frtips then he looked up at ron and said, &ot;if anythg
happens to , don≈39;t follow go straight to the owlery and send
hedwig to dubledore, right?&ot;
&ot;right,&ot; said ron
&ot;see you a ute, i hope
and harry let go ld, dap air rhed past hi as he fell
down, down, down and -- fp with a funny, uffled rt of thup
he nded on thg ft he sat up and felt around, his eyes
not ed to the gloo it felt as though he was sittg on
rt of pnt
&ot;it≈39;s okay!&ot; he called up to the light the size of a posta
stap, which was the open trapdoor, &ot;it≈39;s a ft ndg, you
can jup!&ot;
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