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I need that prophecy.

You’ll have to kill me.

Oh, I will. But first, you will fetch it for me.

Sirius.

Harry, are you sure?

I saw it. It’s just like with Mr. Weasley.

It’s the door I’ve been dreaming about.

I couldn’t remember where Id seen it before.

Sirius said Voldemort was after something.

Something he didn’t have the last time, in the Department of Mysteries.

Harry, please, just listen.

What if Voldemort meant for you to see this?

What if he’s only hurting Sirius because he’s trying to get to you?

What if he is? I’m supposed to just let him die?

Hermione, he’s the only family I’ve got left.

What do we do?

We’ll have to use the Floo Network.

Umbridge has the chimneys under surveillance.

Not all of them.

Alohomora.

Alert the Order if you can.

Are you mental? We’re going with you. It’s too dangerous.

When are you going to get it into your head? We’re in this together.

That you are.

Caught this one trying to help the Weasley girl.

You were going to Dumbledore, weren’t you?

No. Liar.

You sent for me, headmistress? Snape, yes.

The time has come for answers, whether he wants to give them to me or not.

Have you brought the Veritaserum?

I’m afraid you’ve used up all my stores interrogating students.

The last of it on Miss Chang.

Unless you wish to poison him…

And I assure you, I would have the greatest sympathy if you did.

…I cannot help you.

He’s got Padfoot.

He’s got Padfoot at the place where it’s hidden.

Padfoot? What is Padfoot? Where what is hidden?

What is he talking about, Snape?

No idea.

Very well.

You give me no choice, Potter.

As this is an issue of Ministry security…

…you leave me with no alternative.

The Cruciatus Curse ought to loosen your tongue.

That’s illegal.

What Cornelius doesn’t know wont hurt him.

Tell her, Harry!

Tell me what?

Well, if you wont tell her where it is…

…I will.

Where what is?

Dumbledore’s secret weapon.

How much further?

Not far.

It had to be somewhere students wouldn’t find it accidentally.

What are you doing?

Improvising.

Well?

Where is this weapon?

There isn’t one, is there?

You were trying to trick me.

You know…

…I really hate children.

You have no business here, centaur. This is a Ministry matter.

Lower your weapons.

I warn you, under the law, as creatures of near-human intelligence…

Protego.

How dare you?

Filthy half-breed.

Incarcerous.

Please. Please stop it. Please.

Now, enough. I will have order.

You filthy animal.

Do you know who I am?

Leave him alone. It’s not his fault.

No, he doesn’t understand.

Potter, do something. Tell them I mean no harm.

I’m sorry, professor.

But I must not tell lies.

What are you doing?

I am Senior Undersecretary Dolores Jane Umbridge.

Let me go!

Thank you, Grawp.

Hermione. Hermione, Sirius.

How’d you get away? Puking Pastilles. It wasn’t pretty.

Told them I was hungry, wanted some sweets.

They told me to bugger off and ate the lot themselves.

That was clever, Ron.

Has been known to happen. It was brilliant.

So how are we getting to London?

Look, its not that I don’t appreciate everything you’ve done, all of you…

…but I’ve got you into enough trouble as it is.

Dumbledore’s Armys supposed to be about doing something real.

Or was that all just words to you?

Maybe you don’t have to do this all by yourself, mate.

So how are we going to get to London?

We fly, of course.

Department of Mysteries.