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The Marauder’s Map
Whenthebellrang,everyonegathereduptheirthingsandheadedforthedoor,Harryamongthem,but—
"Waitamoment,Harry,"Lupincalled."I’dlikeaword."
HarrydoubledbackandwatchedProfessorLupincoveringtheHinkypunk’sboxwithacloth.
"Iheardaboutthematch,"saidLupin,turningbacktohisdeskandstartingtopilebooksintohisbriefcase,"andI’msorryaboutyourbroomstick.Isthereanychanceoffixingit?"
"No,"saidHarry."Thetreesmashedittobits."
Lupinsighed.
"TheyplantedtheWhompingWillowthesameyearthatIarrivedatHogwarts.Peopleusedtoplayagame,tryingtogetnearenoughtotouchthetrunk.Intheend,aboycalledDaveyGudgeonnearlylostaneye,andwewereforbiddentogonearit.Nobroomstickwouldhaveachance."
"DidyouhearabouttheDementorstoo?"saidHarrywithdifficulty.
Lupinlookedathimquickly.
"Yes,Idid.Idon’tthinkanyofushaveseenProfessorDumbledorethatangry.Theyhavebeengrowingrestlessforsometime...furiousathisrefusaltolettheminsidethegrounds...Isupposetheywerethereasonyoufell?"
"Yes,"saidHarry.Hehesitated,andthenthequestionhehadtoaskburstfromhimbeforehecouldstophimself."Why?Whydotheyaffectmelikethat?AmIjust—?"
"Ithasnothingtodowithweakness,"saidProfessorLupinsharply,asthoughhehadreadHarry’smind."TheDementorsaffectyouworsethantheothersbecausetherearehorrorsinyourpastthattheothersdon’thave."
