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Lupin drained the goblet and pulled a face.
"You'd have thought Black and Potter were brothers!" chimed in Professor Flitwick. "Inseparable!"
"Come on, Ron, you were always saying how boring Scabbers was," said Fred bracingly. "And he's been off-color for ages, he was wasting away. It was probably better for him to snuff it quickly -- one swallow -- he probably didn't feel a thing."
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"They call it the Dementor's Kiss," said Lupin, with a slightly twisted smile. "It's what dementors do to those they wish to destroy utterly. I suppose there must be some kind of mouth under there, because they clamp their jaws upon the mouth of the victim and -- and suck out his soul."
"Here you go," said Harry, handing Ron the Firebolt.
He was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Won't make no diff'rence!" sobbed Hagrid. "Them Disposal devils, they're all in Lucius Malfoy's pocket! Scared o' him! Ad if I lose the case, Buckbeak --"
"I can't see Lupin affording something like this."
"Definitely not," said Harry.
Lupin tapped the kettle with his wand and a blast of steam issued suddenly from the spout.
I doubt," said Dumbledore, in a cheerful but slightly raised voice, which put an end to Professor McGonagall and Professor Trelawney's conversation, "that Professor Lupin is in any immediate danger. Severus, you've made the potion for him again?"
Harry slumped into a chair next to the fire. Snow was still falling outside the windows. Crookshanks was spread out in front of the fire like a large, ginger rug.
"But if they beat Ravenclaw..."
Harry heard the door of the hall creak open again, and more footsteps.