A soft crack, and suddenly Dobby was standing next to him with a black wand and the keys to the cells, and Harry had never been so grateful for anyone; the little elf was quick, opening his cell and giving him the and he said he had nicked from one of his previous master—it had tried to resist him, but Harry clenched his teeth and the hand around the wood before he felt the residual magic settle in submission like an injured animal.