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"I dunno," chuckled Hagrid. "Fred and George Weasley could give 'em a run fer their money."
"What -- they kill --?"
"You think so?" said Lupin lightly. "Do you really think anyone deserves that?"
"You'll be lucky!" said a cackling voice.
White fog obscured his senses... big, blurred shapes were moving around him... then came a new voice, a man's voice, shouting, panicking --
"I've been feeling a bit off-color," he said. "This potion is the only thing that helps. I am very lucky to be working alongside Professor Snape; there aren't many wizards who are up to making it."
Then, quite suddenly, as though following orders, he rolled up the map, stuffed it inside his robes, and hurried to the door of the classroom. He opened it a couple of inches. There was no one outside. Very carefully, he edged out of the room and behind the statue of the one-eyed witch.
"Butterbeer!" said Harry, without thinking. "Yeah, I like that stuff!"
Fudge's voice stopped abruptly. There was the sound of five noses being blown.
"It all depends on the points -- a margin of a hundred either way."
"Ah, Severus," said Lupin, smiling. "Thanks very much. Could you leave it here on the desk for me?"
"SCABBERS! LOOK! SCABBERS!"
"The dementors won't turn up again, Oliver. Dumbledore'd go ballistic," said Fred confidently.
"Cup of tea?" Lupin said, looking around for his kettle. "I was just thinking of making one."
Lupin looked at him quickly.