br/> he rose up in the air ahere, squinting at them.
”should call filch, i should, if somethings a-g around
unseen.”
harry had a sudden idea.
”peeves,” he said, in a hoarse whisper, ”the bloody baron has
his own reas invisible.”
peeves almost fell out of the air in shock. he caught himself
in time a a foot off the stairs.
”so sorry, your bloodiness, mr. baron, sir,” he said
greasily. ”my mistake, my mistake -- i didnt see you -- of course
i didnt, youre invisible -- five old peevsie his little joke,
sir.”
”i have business here, peeves,” croaked harry. ”stay away from
this plaight.”
”i will, sir, i most ly eeves, rising up
in the air again. ”hope your business goes well, baron, ill not
bother you.”
aed off
”brilliant, harry!” whispered ron.
a few seds later, they were there, outside the third-floor
corridor -- and the door was already ajar.
”well, there you are,” harry said quietly, ”snapes already
got past fluffy.”
seeing the open door somehow seemed to impress upon all three
of them what was fag them. uhe cloak, harry turned
to the other two.
”if you want to go bat blame you,” he said. ”you
take the cloak, i wo now.”
”doupid,” said ron.
”were ing,” said hermione.
harry pushed the door open.
as the door creaked, lrowls met their ears. all
three of the dogs noses sniffed madly iion, even
though it t see them.
”whats that at its feet?” hermione whispered.
”looks like a harp,” said ro have left it there.”
”it must the moment you stop playing,” said harry. ”well,
here goes...”
he put hagrids flute to his lips a wasnt really a
tu from the first s eyes began to droop. harry