¡°I know,¡± Harry panted. ¡°We'll take him up to the castle. We'll hand him over to the Dementors¡He can go to Azkaban¡but don't kill him.¡±
¡°But ¡ª¡± Harry looked at him, aghast. How could Dumbledore take this so calmly?
His voice sounded as though he had long since lost the habit of using it. ¡°Your father would have done the same for me. Brave of you not to run for a teacher. I'm grateful¡it will make everything much easier¡.¡±
Hermione sat down on an upturned bucket, looking desperately anxious, but Harry wanted a few questions answered.