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Pettigrew was muttering distractedly; Harry caught words like "far-fetched" and "lunacy," but he couldn't help paying more attention to the ashen color of Pettigrew's face and the way his eyes continued to dart toward the windows and door.
"This is three hours ago, and we are walking down to Hagrid's," said Hermione. "We just heard ourselves leaving...."
"There's only one thing it could have been, to make the dementors go," said Harry. "A real Patronus. A powerful one."
Harry took it. It did not contain birthday greetings.
"Jiggery pokery!" said Harry in a fierce voice. "Hocus pocus squiggly wiggly -"
"Then Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potter's own good."
And out of the end of his wand burst, not a shapeless cloud of mist, but a blinding, dazzling, silver animal. He screwed up his eyes, trying to see what it was. It looked like a horse. It was galloping silently away from him, across the black surface of the lake. He saw it lower its head and charge at the swarming dementors.... Now it was galloping around and around the black shapes on the ground, and the dementors were falling back, scattering, retreating into the darkness.... They were gone.
The window sprang open.
"And, Dudley, you'll say -"
"Yeah... I bet the Dursleys'd be pleased to let me come... especially after what I did to Aunt Marge...."
As they stared at each other, Harry heard Dudley's voice from the hall.
"Leave it to me -- RUN!"
They watched Lupin seize a broken branch from the ground and prod the knot on the trunk. The tree stopped fighting, and Lupin, too, disappeared into the gap in its roots.
Harry could see Lupin's silhouette. He had gone rigid. Then his limbs began to shake.