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           "Goodthinking,"saidRon. "I’dlightmine,too,butyouknow-it’dprobablyblowuporsomething..." 

           HarrytappedRonontheshoulder,pointingatthegrass. Twosolitaryspiderswerehurryingawayfromthewandlightintotheshadeofthetrees. 

           "Okay,"Ronsighedasthoughresignedtotheworst,"I’mready.Let’sgo." 

           So,withFangscamperingaroundthem,sniffingtreerootsandleaves,theyenteredtheforest. BytheglowofHarry’swand,theyfollowedthesteadytrickleofspidersmovingalongthepath. Theywalkedbehindthemforabouttwentyminutes,notspeaking,listeninghardfornoisesotherthanbreakingtwigsandrustlingleaves. Then,whenthetreeshadbecomethickerthanever,sothatthestarsoverheadwerenolongervisible,andHarry’swandshonealoneintheseaofdark, theysawtheirspiderguidesleavingthepath. 

           Harrypaused,tryingtoseewherethespidersweregoing,buteverythingoutsidehislittlesphereoflightwaspitch-black. Hehadneverbeenthisdeepintotheforestbefore. HecouldvividlyrememberHagridadvisinghimnottoleavetheforestpathlasttimehe’dbeeninhere. ButHagridwasmilesawaynow,probablysittinginacellinAzkaban,andhehadalsosaidtofollowthespiders. 

           SomethingwettouchedHarry’shandandhejumpedbackward,crushingRon’sfoot,butitwasonlyFang’snose. 

           "Whatd’youreckon?"HarrysaidtoRon,whoseeyeshecouldjustmakeout,reflectingthelightfromhiswand. 

           "We’vecomethisfar,"saidRon. 

           Sotheyfollowedthedartingshadowsofthespidersintothetrees.