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'Turning southwest!' yelled Moody 'We want to avoid the motorway!'
'You can open it if you like,' said Harry, 'but I'll hear what it says anyway. That's a Howler.'
'Was,' muttered Dudley unexpectedly, and Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia instantly made flapping gestures at Harry to quieten him while they both bent low over Dudley.
'Petunia, dear?' said Uncle Vernon timidly. 'P-Petunia?'
'Don't call me Nymphadora, Remus,' said the young witch with a shudder, 'it's Tonks.'
'Bearing south!' shouted Mad-Eye. Town ahead!'
'Who was that Howler from?'
'How did you do that?' said Harry, gaping at her as she opened her eyes again.
Harry read this letter through three times in quick succession. The miserable knot in his chest loosened slightly with the relief of knowing he was not yet definitely expelled, though his fears were by no means banished. Everything seemed to hang on this hearing on the twelfth of August.
Harry took a deep, steadying breath. His head was beginning to ache again. He wanted more than anything to get out of the kitchen, and away from the Dursleys.
Up and down he paced, consumed with anger and frustration, grinding his teeth and clenching his fists, casting angry looks out at the empty, star-strewn sky every time he passed the window. Dementors sent to get him, Mrs Figg and Mundungus Fletcher tailing him in secret, then suspension from Hogwarts and a hearing at the Ministry of Magic - and still no one was telling him what was going on.;