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"So, does your dad know you've got the car?" said Harry, guessing the answer.
The Weasleys roared with laughter and Harry settled back in his seat, grinning from ear to ear.
"He's not the only one!" puffed Fudge. "The Daily Prophet's going to have a field day! We had Black cornered and he slipped through our fingers yet again! All it needs now is for the story of that hippogriff's escape to get out, and I'll be a laughingstock! Well... I'd better go and notify the Ministry.....
"We'll see each other again," he said. "You are -- truly your father's son, Harry...."
No one moved or made a sound except Pettigrew, whose breath was coming in wheezes as he clutched his chest. Black and Lupin were looking at each other. Then, with one movement, they lowered their wands.
"What terrible things?" said Harry at once. "Who's plotting them?"
Dobby clapped his hands over his bat ears and moaned, "Ah, speak not the name, sir! Speak not the name!"
Too late. Pettigrew had transformed. Harry saw his bald tail whip through the manacle on Ron's outstretched arm and heard a scurrying through the grass.
Ron Weasley was outside Harry's window.
"He's packing?" said Harry, alarmed. "Why?"
"Me, a spy... must be out of your mind... never... don't know how you can say such a --"
I thought your ftiend Ron might like to keep this owl, as it's my fault he no longer has a rat.
"There's enough filth on my robes without you touching them," said Black.
Lupin threw his last few books into his case, closed the desk drawers, and turned to look at Harry.