were panting as hard as he was. One was bleeding badly; Dolohov, freed of the Body-Bind Curse, was leering, his wand pointing straight at Harry's face.
鈥楶otter, your race is run,鈥�drawled Lucius Malfoy, pulling off his mask, 鈥榥ow hand me the prophecy like a good boy.鈥�
鈥楲et鈥攍et the others go, and I'll give it to you!鈥�said Harry desperately.
A few of the Death Eaters laughed.
鈥榊ou are not in a position to bargain, Potter,鈥�said Lucius Malfoy, his pale face flushed with pleasure. 鈥榊ou see, there are ten of us and only one of you ... or hasn't Dumbledore ever taught you how to count?鈥�
鈥楬e's dot alone!鈥�shouted a voice from above them. 鈥楬e's still god be!鈥�
Harry's heart sank: Neville was scrambling down the stone benches towards them, Hermione's wand held fast in his trembling hand.
鈥楴eville鈥攏o鈥�go back to Ron鈥斺�
鈥楽TUBEFY!鈥�Neville shouted again, pointing his wand at each Death Eater in turn. 鈥楽TUBEFY! STUBE鈥斺�
One of the largest Death Eaters seized Neville from behind, pinioning his arms to his sides. He
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