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trying not to make a sound. Then, around the corner, gliding noiselessly, came dementors, ten or more

of them, visible because they were of a denser darkness than their surroundings, with their black cloaks
It was of Ron and Hermione that he thought as he whispered "Expecto Patronum!" 　　　The silver stag burst from his wand and charged: The Dementors scattered and there was a triumphant yell from somewhere out of sight "It's him, down there, down there, I saw his Patronus, it was a stag!" 　　　The Dementors have retreated, the stars were po
and their scabbed and rotting hands. Could they sense fear in the vicinity? Harry was sure of it: They

seemed to be coming more quickly now, taking those dragging, rattling breaths he detested, tasting despair in the air, closing in -

　　　He raised his wand: He could not, would not suffer the Dementor's Kiss, whatever happened afterward.