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¡°I'd ¡ª I'd think I'd gone mad,¡± said Harry, ¡°or I'd think there was some Dark Magic going on ¡ª¡±

¡°Hi, Neville,¡± said Harry, moving swiftly away from the statue and pushing the map back into his pocket. ¡°What are you up to?¡±

¡°Dissendium!¡± Harry whispered, tapping the stone witch again.

¡°There's only one thing it could have been, to make the Dementors go,¡± said Harry. ¡°A real Patronus. A powerful one.¡±

But Aunt Marge suddenly stopped speaking. For a moment, it looked as though words had failed her. She seemed to be swelling with inexpressible anger ¡ª but the swelling didn't stop. Her great red face started to expand, her tiny eyes bulged, and her mouth stretched too tightly for speech ¡ª next second, several buttons had just burst from her tweed jacket and pinged off the walls ¡ª she was inflating like a monstrous balloon, her stomach bursting free of her tweed waistband, each of her fingers blowing up like a salami¡­


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