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"
So
why
're
we
stopping
?
"
The
train
was
getting
slower
and
slower
.
As
the
noise
of
the
pistons
fell
away
,
the
wind
and
rain
sounded
louder
than
ever
against
the
windows
.
Harry
,
who
was
nearest
the
door
,
got
up
to
look
into
the
corridor
.
All
along
the
carriage
,
heads
were
sticking
curiously
out
of
their
compartments
.
The
train
came
to
a
stop
with
a
jolt
,
and
distant
thuds
and
bangs
told
them
that
luggage
had
fallen
out
of
the
racks
.
Then
,
without
warning
,
all
the
lamps
went
out
and
they
were
plunged
into
total
darkness
.
"
What
's
going
on
?
"
said
Ron
's
voice
from
behind
Harry
.
"
Ouch
!
"
gasped
Hermione
.
"
Ron
,
that
was
my
foot
!
"
Harry
felt
his
way
back
to
his
seat
.
"
D'you
think
we
've
broken
down
?
"
"
Dunno
...
"
There
was
a
squeaking
sound
,
and
Harry
saw
the
dim
black
outline
of
Ron
,
wiping
a
patch
clean
on
the
window
and
peering
out
.
