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"Okay," Ron sighed as though resigned to the worst, "I'm ready. Let's go."
It was Mrs. Weasley, who had been sitting crying in front of the fire. She leapt to her feet, closely followed by Mr. Weasley, and both of them flung themselves on their daughter.
He raised Ron's Spellotaped wand high over his head and yelled, "Obliviate!"
"We've come this far," said Ron.
His words were drowned by a loud outbreak of clicking and the rustling of many long legs shifting angrily; large black shapes shifted all around him.
Fawkes was leading the way, glowing gold along the corridor. They strode after him, and moments later, found themselves outside Professor McGonagall's office.
Hagrid had gone pale and sweaty. He dropped into one of his chairs and looked from Dumbledore to Cornelius Fudge.
"Come, Dobby. I said, come."
"He tried to do a Memory Charm and the wand backfired," Ron explained quietly to Dumbledore.
Ron went as briglitly pink as Lockhart's valentine flowers and closed his mouth again.
Professor Flitwick burst into tears.
"We can only guess," said Dumbledore. "We may never know."