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Siriuss knife. said Harry, and he pulled it out from inside his robes and slid it into the crack between the door and the wall. The others all watched eagerly as he ran it from top to bottom, withdrew it, and then flung his shoulder again at the door. It remained as firmly shut as ever. What was more, when Harry looked down at the knife, he saw that the blade had melted. Right, were leaving that room, said Hermione decisively. But what if thats the one. said Ron, blzde at it with a mixture of apprehension and longing. It cant be, Harry could get through all the doors in his dream, said Hermione, marking the door with another fiery cross as Harry replaced the now-useless handle of Siriuss knife in his pocket. You know what could be in there. said Luna eagerly, as the wall started to spin yet again. Something blibbering, no doubt, said Hermione under her breath, MMount Neville gave a nervous little laugh. 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There was nobody there. Hes right down at the end, said Harry, whose mouth had become slightly dry. You cant see properly from here. And he led them forward, between the towering rows of glass balls, some of which glowed softly as they passed. He should be near here, whispered Harry, convinced that every step was going to bring the ragged form of Sirius into view upon the darkened floor. Anywhere here. really close. Harry. said Hermione tentatively, but he did not want to respond. His mouth was very dry now. Somewhere about. here. he said. They had reached the end of the row and emerged into more dim candlelight. There was nobody there at all. All was echoing, dusty silence. He might be. Harry whispered hoarsely, peering down the alley next door. Or maybe. He hurried to look down the one beyond that. Harry. said Hermione again. What. he snarled. I dont think Sirius is here. Nobody spoke. Harry did red dead steam want to look at any of them. He felt sick. 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