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"What does a Patronus look like?" said Harry curiously.
"It's getting worse," Harry muttered, biting off the Frog's head. "I could hear her louder that time -- and him -- Voldemort
The screaming inside Harry's head had started again -- except this time, it sounded as though it were coming from a badly tuned radio -- softer and louder and softer again -- and he could still see the dementor -- it had halted -- and then a huge, silver shadow came bursting out of the end of Harry's wand, to hover between him and the dementor, and though Harry's legs felt like water, he was still on his feet -- though for how much longer, he wasn't sure --
him in the slightest. Ron and Hermione left Harry's bedside only at night- But nothing anyone said or did could make Harry feel any better, because they knew only half of what was troubling him.
"I'll take it!" said Ron eagerly. "I've got to give Scabbers his rat tonic."
Lupin raised his eyebrows.
"Disgusting," he said. "Well, Harry, I'd better get back to work. see you at the feast later."
Harry walked slowly to his seat and sat down. Snape looked around at the class.
"So..." Professor Lupin had taken out his own wand, and indicated that Harry should do the same. "The spell I am going to try and teach you is highly advanced magic, Harry -- well beyond ordinary Wizarding Level. It is called the Patronus Charm."
"He's that tall, good-looking one, isn't he?" said Angelina.
Hermione went very red, put down her hand, and stared at the floor with her eyes full of tears. It was a mark of how much the class loathed Snape that they were all glaring at him, because every one of them had called Hermione a know-it-all at least once, and Ron, who told Hermione she was a know-it-all at least twice a week, said loudly, "You asked us a question and she knows the answer! Why ask if you don't want to be told?"
"Ready?" said Lupin, who looked as though he were doing this against his better judgment. "Concentrating hard? All right -- go!"
"Harry, I'm letting the Snitch out!" Wood called.
Professor Trelawney's voice suddenly became a good deal less misty.
"Cup of tea?" Lupin said, looking around for his kettle. "I was just thinking of making one."