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　could　only　see　what　Voldemort　was　thinking　at　the　time；　not　tune　in　to　whatever　took　his　fancy。　Apparently　Voldemort　was　dwelling　endlessly　on　the　unknown　youth　with　the　gleeful　face；　whose　name　and　whereabouts；　Harry　felt　sure；　Voldemort　knew　no　better　than　he　did。　As　Harry's　scar　continued　to　burn　and　the　merry；　blond…haired　boy　swam　tantalizingly　in　his　memory；　he　learned　to　suppress　any　sign　of　pain　or　discomfort；　for　the　other　two　showed　nothing　but　impatience　at　the　mention　of　the　thief。　He　could　not　entirely　blame　them；　when　they　were　so　desperate　for　a　lean　on　the　Horcruxes。
As　the　days　stretched　into　weeks；　Harry　began　to　suspect　that　Ron　and　Hermione　were　having　conversations　without；　and　about；　him。　Several　times　they　stopped　talking　abruptly　when　Harry　entered　the　tent；　and　twice　he　came　accidentally　upon　them；　huddled　a　little　distance　away；　heads　together　and　talking　fast；　both　times　they　fell　silent　when　they　realized　he　was　approaching　them　and　hastened　to　appear　busy　collecting　wood　or　water。
Harry　could　not　help　wondering　whether　they　had　only　agreed　to　come　on　what　now　felt　like　a　pointless　and　rambling　journey　because　they　thought　he　had　some　secret　plan　that　they　would　learn　in　due　course。　Ton　was　making　no　effort　to　hide　his　bad　mood；　and　Harry　was　starting　to　fear　that　Hermione　too　was　disappointed　by　his　poor　leadership。　In　desperation　he　tried　to　think　of　further　Horcrux　locations；　but　the　only　one　that　continued　to　occur　to　him　was　Hogwarts；　and　as　neither　of　the　others　thought　this　at　all　likely；　he　stopped　suggesting　it。
Autumn　rolled　over　the　countryside　as　they　moved　through　it。　They　were　now　pitching　the　tent　on　mulches　of　fallen　leaves。　Natural　mists　joined　those　cast　by　the　dementors；　wind　and　rain　added　to　their　troubles。　The　fact　that　Hermione　was　getting　better　at　identifying　edible　fungi　could　not　altogether　compensate　for　their　continuing　isolation；　the　lack　of　other　people's　company；　or　their　total　ignorance　of　what　was　going　on　in　the　war　against　Voldemort。
〃My　mother；〃　said　Ron　on　night；　as　they　sat　in　the　tent　on　a　riverbank　in　Wales；　〃can　make　good　food　appear　out　of　thin　air。〃
He　prodded　moodily　at　the　lumps　of　charred　gray　fish　on　his　plate。　Harry　glanced　automatically　at　Ron's　neck　and　saw；　as　he　has　expected；　the　golden　chain　of　the　Horcrux　glinting　there。　He　managed　to　fight　down　the　impulse　to　swear　at　Ron；　whose　attitude　would；　he　knew；　improve　slightly　when　the　time　came　to　take　off　the　locket。
〃Your　mother　can't　produce　food　out　of　thin　air；〃　said　Hermione。　〃no　one　can。　Food　is　the　first　of　the　five　Principal　Exceptions　to　Gamp's　Law　of　Elemental　Transfiguraa151〃
〃Oh；　speak　English；　can't　you？〃　Ron　said；　prising　a　fish　out　from　between　his　teeth。
〃It's　impossible　to　make　good　food　out　of　nothing！　You　can　Summon　it　if　you　know　where　it　is；　you　can　transform　it；　you　can　increase　the　quantity　if　you've　already　got　somea151〃
〃Well；　don't　bother　increasing　this；　it's　disgusting；〃　said　Ron。
〃Harry　caught　the　fish　and　I　did　my　best　with　it！　I　notice　I'm　always　the　one　who　ends　up　sorting　out　the　food；　because　I'm　a　girl；　I　suppose！〃
〃No；　it's　because　you're　supposed　to　be　the　best　at　magic！〃　shot　back　Ron。
Hermione　jumped　up　and　bits　of　roast　pike　slid　off　her　tin　plate　onto　the　floor。
〃You　can　do　the　cooking　tomorrow；　Ron；　you　can　find　the　ingredients　and　try　and　charm　them　into　something　worth　eating；　and　I'll　sit　here　and　pull　faces　and　moan　and　you　can　see　youa151〃
〃Shut　up！；〃　said　Harry；　leaping　to　his　feet　and　holding　up　both　hands。　〃Shut　up　now！〃
Hermione　looked　outraged。
〃How　can　you　side　with　him；　he　hardly　ever　does　the　cooka151〃
〃Hermione；　be　quiet；　I　can　hear　someone！〃
He　was　listening　hard；　his　hands　still　raised；　warning　them　not　to　talk。　Then；　over　the　rush　and　gush　of　the　dark　river　beside　them；　he　heard　voices　again。　He　looked　around　at　the　Sneakoscope。　It　was　not　moving。
〃You　cast　the　Muffliato　charm　over　us；　right？〃　he　whispered　to　Hermione。
〃I　did　everything；〃　she　whispered　back；　〃Muffliato；　Muggle…Repelling　and　Disillusionment　Charms；　all　of　it。　They　shouldn't　be　able　to　hear　of　see　us；　whoever　they　are。〃
Heavy　scuffing　and　scraping　noises；　plus　the　sound　of　dislodged　stones　and　twigs；　told　them　that　several　people　were　clambering　down　the　steep；　wooded　slope　that　descended　to　the　narrow　bank　where　they　had　pitched　the　tent。　They　drew　their　wands；　waiting。　The　enchantments　they　had　cast　around　themselves　ought　to　be　sufficient；　in　the　near　total　darkness；　to　shield　them　from　the　notice　of　Muggles　and　normal　witches　and　wizards。　If　these　were　Death　Eaters；　then　perhaps　their　defenses　were　about　to　be　tested　by　Dark　Magic　for　the　first　time。
The　voices　became　louder　but　no　more　intelligible　as　the　group　of　men　reached　the　bank。　Harry　estimated　that　their　owners　were　fewer　than　twenty　feet　away；　but　the　cascading　river　made　it　impossible　to　tell　for　sure。　Hermione　snatched　up　the　beaded　bag　and　started　to　rummage；　after　a　moment　she　drew　out　three　Extendible　Ears　and　threw　one　each　to　Harry　and　Ron；　who　hastily　inserted　the　ends　of　the　flesh…colored　strings　into　their　ears　and　fed　the　other　ends　out　of　the　tent　entrance。
Within　seconds　Harry　heard　a　weary　male　voice。
〃There　ought　to　be　a　few　salmon　in　here；　or　d'you　reckon　it's　too　early　in　the　season？　Accio　Salmon！〃
There　were　several　distinct　splashes　and　then　the　slapping　sounds　of　fish　against　flesh。　Somebody　grunted　appreciatively。　Harry　pressed　the　Extendable　ear　deeper　into　his
own：　Over　the　murmur　of　the　river　he　could　make　out　more　voices；　but　they　were　not　speaking　English　or　any　human　language　he　had　ever　heard。　It　was　a　rough　and　unmelodious　tongue；　a　string　of　rattling；　guttural　noises；　and　there　seemed　to　be　two　speakers；　one　with　a　slightly　lower；　slower　voice　than　the　other。
A　fire　danced　into　life　on　the　other　side　of　the　canvas；　large　shadows　passed　between　tent　and　flames。　The　delicious　smell　of　baking　salmon　wafted　tantalizingly　in　their　direction。　Then　came　the　clinking　of　cutlery　on　plates；　and　the　first　man　spoke　again。
〃Here；　Griphook；　Gornuk。〃
Goblins！　Hermione　mouthed　at　Harry；　who　nodded。
〃Thank　you；〃　said　the　goblins　together　in　English。
〃So；　you　three　have　been　on　the　run　how　long？〃　asked　a　new；　mellow；　and　pleasant　voice；　it　was　vaguely　familiar　to　Harry；　who　pictured　a　round…bellied；　cheerful…faced　man。
〃Six　weeks　。　。　。　Seven　。　。　。　I　forget；〃　said　the　tired　man。　〃Met　up　with　Griphook　in　the　first　couple　of　days　and　joined　forces　with　Gornuk　not　long　after。　Nice　to　have　a　but　of　company。〃　There　was　a　pause；　while　knives　scraped　plates　and　tin　mugs　were　picked　up　and　replaced　on　the　ground。　〃What　made　you　leave；　Ted？〃　continued　the　man。
〃Knew　they　were　coming　for　me；〃　replied　mellow…voiced　Ted；　and　Harry　suddenly　knew　who　he　was：　Tonks's　father。　〃Heard　Death　Eaters　were　in　the　area　last　week　and　decided　I'd　better　run　for　it。　Refused　to　register　as　a　Muggle…born　on　principle；　see；　so　I　knew　it　was　a　matter　of　time；　knew　I'd　have　to　leave　in　the　end。　My　wife　should　be　okay；　she's　pure…blood。　And　then　I　net　Dean　here；　what；　a　few　days　ago；　son？〃
〃Yeah；〃　said　another　voice；　and　Harry；　Ron；　and　Hermione　stared　at　each　other；　silent　but　besides　themselves　with　excitement；　sure　they　recognized　the　voice　of　Dean　Thomas；　their　fellow　Gryffindor。
〃Muggle…born；　eh？〃　asked　the　first　man。
〃Not　sure　；〃　said　Dean。　〃My　dad　left　my　mum　when　I　was　a　kid。　I've　got　no　proof　he　was　a　wizard；　though。〃
There　was　silence　for　a　while；　except　for　the　sounds　of　munching；　then　Ted　spoke　again。
〃I've　got　to　say；　Dirk；　I'm　surprised　to　run　into　you。　Pleased；　but　surprised。　Word　was　that　you'd　been　caught。〃
〃I　was；〃　said　Dirk。　〃I　was　halfway　to　Azkaban　when　I　made　a　break　for　it。　Stunned　Dawlish；　and　nicked　his　broom。　It　was　easier　than　you'd　think；　I　don't　reckon　he's　quite　right　at　the　moment　。Might　be　Confunded。　If　so；　I'd　like　to　shake　the　hand　of　the　witch　or　wizard　who　did　it；　probably　saved　my　life。〃
There　was　another　pause　in　which　the　fire　crackled　and　the　river　rushed　on。　The　Ted　said；　〃And　where　do　you　two　fit　in？　I；　er；　had　the　impression　the　goblins　were　for　You…Know…Who；　on　the　whole。〃
〃You　had　a　false　impression；〃　said　the　higher…voiced　of　the　goblins。　〃We　take　no　sides。　This　is　a　wizards'　war。〃
〃How　come　you're　in　hiding；　then？〃
〃I　deemed　in　prudent；〃　said　the　deeper…voiced　goblin。　〃Having　refused　what　I　considered　an　impertinent　request；　I　could　see　that　my　person　safety　was　in　jeopardy。〃
〃What　did　they　ask　you　to　do？〃　asked　Ted。
〃Duties　ill…befitting　the　dignity　of　my　race；〃　replied　the　goblin；　his　voice　rougher　and　less　human　as　he　said　it。　〃I　am　not　a　house…elf。〃
〃What　about　you；　Griphook？〃
〃Similar　reasons；〃　said　the　higher　voiced　goblin。　〃Gringotts　is　no　longer　under　the　sole　control　of　my　race。　I　recognize　no　Wizarding　master。〃
He　added　something　under　his　breath　in　Gobbledegook；　and　Gornuk　laughed。
〃What's　the　joke？〃　asked　Dean。
〃He　said；〃　replied　Dirk；　〃that　there　are　things　wizards　don't　recognize；　either。〃
There　was　a　short　pause。
〃I　don't　get　it；〃　said　Dean。
〃I　had　my　small　revenge　before　I　left；；〃　said　Griphook　in　English。
〃Good　mana151goblin；　I　should　say；〃　amended　Ted　hastily。　〃Didn't　manage　to　lock　a　Death　Eater　up　in　one　of　the　old　high…security　vaults；　I　suppose？〃
〃If　I　had；　the　sword　would　not　have　helped　him　break　out；〃　replied　Griphook。　Gornuk　laughed　again　and　even　Dirk　gave　a　dry　chuckle。
〃Dean　and　I　are　still　missing　something　here；〃　said　Ted。
〃So　is　Severus　Snape；　though　he　does　not　know　it；〃　said　Griphook；　and　the　two　goblins　roared　with　malicious　laughter。　Inside　the　tent　Harry's　breathing　was　shallow　with　excitement：　He　and　Hermione　stared　at　each　other；　listening　as　hard　as　they　could。
〃Didn't　you　hear　about　that；　Ted？〃　asked　Dirk。　〃About　the　kids　who　tried　to　steal　Gryffindor's　sword　out　of　Snape's　office　at　Hogwarts？〃
An　electric　current　seemed　to　course　through　Harry；　jangling　his　every　nerve　as　he　stood　rooted　to　the　spot。
〃Never　heard　a　word；〃　said　Ted；　〃Not　in　the　Prophet；　was　it？〃
〃Hardly；〃　chortled　Dirk。　〃Griphook　here　told　me；　he　heard　about　it　from　Bill　Weasley　who　works　for　the　bank。　One　of　the　kids　who　tried　to　take　the　sword　was　Bill's　younger　sister。〃
Harry　glanced　toward　Hermione　and　Ron；　both　of　whom　were