The three of them pushed open the Fat Lady’s portrait and climbed out of the hole.
"Who is it, wandering around at this hour?" The Fat Lady opened her sleepy eyes, glanced at the three retreating dark figures, and grumbled discontentedly.
None of the three answered Albert. They walked quickly through the corridor toward the one featuring the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls ballet.
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