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Run! Run!

-Come on. -Wait. Wait.

Hermione! Bad idea. Bad idea.

Professor?

Professor Lupin?

Nice doggy. Nice doggy!

There you are, Potter!

Sirius!

Come back here, Potter!

Sirius!

No. Sirius!

Expecto Patronum!

Harry?

l saw my dad.

What?

He sent the dementors away.

l saw him across the lake.

Harry, they’ve captured Sirius.

Any minute the dementors are gonna perform the Kiss.

-They’re gonna kill him? -No. lt’s worse.

Much worse.

They’re going to suck out his soul.

Headmaster, stop them.

-They’ve got the wrong man. -lts true. Sirius is innocent.

-lt’s Scabbers who did it. -Scabbers?

He’s my rat, sir.

He’s not really a rat. He was a rat. He was my brother Percy’s rat.

-But then they gave him an owl–The point is, we know the truth.

-Please believe us. -l do, Miss Granger.

But the word of three 1 3-year-old wizards will convince few others.

A child’s voice, however honest and true…

…is meaningless to those who have forgotten how to listen.

Mysterious thing, time.

Powerful…

…and when meddled with, dangerous.

Sirius Black is in the topmost cell of the Dark Tower.

You know the laws, Miss Granger.

You must not be seen.

And you would do well, l feel, to return before this last chime.

lf not, the consequences are too ghastly to discuss.

lf you succeed tonight…

…more than one innocent life may be spared.

Three turns should do it, l think.

Oh, and by the way.

When in doubt, l find retracing my steps to be a wise place to begin.

Good luck.

What the bloody hell was that all about?

Sorry, Ron, but seeing as you cant walk….