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ome　so　used　to　their　isolation　he　had　nearly　forgotten　that　other　people　were　resisting　Voldemort。　It　was　like　waking　from　a　long　sleep。
〃Good；　eh？〃　said　Ron　happily。
〃Brilliant；〃　said　Harry。
〃It's　so　brave　of　them；〃　sighed　Hermione　admiringly。　〃If　they　were　found　a133〃
〃Well；　they　keep　on　the　move；　don't　they？〃　said　Ron。　〃Like　us。〃
〃But　did　you　hear　what　Fred　said？〃　asked　Harry　excitedly；　now　the　broadcast　was　over；　his　thoughts　turned　around　toward　his　all　consuming　obsession。　〃He's　abroad！　He's　still　looking　for　the　Wand；　I　knew　it！〃
〃Harrya151〃
〃Come　on；　Hermione；　why　are　you　so　determined　not　to　admit　it？　Vol　…〃
〃HARRY；　NO！〃
〃a151demort's　after　the　Elder　Wand！〃
〃The　name's　Taboo！〃　Ron　bellowed；　leaping　to　his　feet　as　a　loud　crack　sounded　outside　the　tent。　〃I　told　you；　Harry；　I　told　you；　we　can't　say　it　anymore　…　we've　got　to　put　the　protection　back　around　us　…　quickly　…　it's　how　they　find　…〃
But　Ron　stopped　talking；　and　Harry　knew　why。　The　Sneakoscope　on　the　table　had　lit　up　and　begun　to　spin；　they　could　hear　voices　coming　nearer　and　nearer：　rough；　excited　voices。　Ron　pulled　the　Deluminator　out　of　his　pocket　and　clicked　it：　Their　lamps　went　out。
〃Come　out　of　there　with　your　hands　up！〃　came　a　rasping　voice　through　the　darkness。　〃We　know　you're　in　there！　You've　got　half　a　dozen　wands　pointing　at　you　and　we　don't　care　who　we　curse！〃

pC0=〃Chapter　Twenty…Three：　Malfoy　Manor〃
bChapter　Twenty…Three
iMalfoy　Manorib
Harry　looked　around　at　the　other　two；　now　mere　outlines　in　the　darkness。　He　saw　Hermione　point　her　wand；　set　toward　the　outside；　but　into　his　face；　there　was　a　bang；　a　burst　of　white　light；　and　he　buckled　in　agony；　unable　to　see。　He　could　feel　his　face　swelling　rapidly　under　his　hands　as　heavy　footfalls　surrounded　him。
〃Get　up；　vermin。〃
Unknown　hands　dragged　Harry　roughly　off　the　ground；　before　he　could　stop　them；　someone　had　rummaged　through　his　pockets　and　removed　the　blackthorn　wand。　Harry　clutched　at　his　excruciatingly　painful　face；　which　felt　unrecognizable　beneath　his　fingers；　tight；　swollen；　and　puffy　as　though　he　had　suffered　some　violent　allergic　reaction。　His
eyes　had　been　reduced　to　slits　through　which　he　could　barely　see；　his　glasses　fell　off　as　he　was　bundled　out　of　the　tent：　all　he　could　make　out　were　the　blurred　shapes　of　four　or　five　people　wrestling　Ron　and　Hermione　outside　too。
〃Get　a150a150　off　…　her！〃　Ron　shouted。　There　was　the　unmistakable　sound　of　knuckles　hitting　flesh：　Ron　grunted　in　pain　and　Hermione　screamed；　〃No！　Leave　him　alone；　leave　him　alone！〃
〃Your　boyfriend's　going　to　have　worse　than　that　done　to　him　if　he's　on　my　list；〃　said　the　horribly　familiar；　rasping　voice。　〃Delicious　girl。。。　what　a　treat　。　。　。　I　do　enjoy　the　softness　of　the　skin。　。　。　。〃
Harry's　stomach　turned　over。　He　knew　who　this　was；　Fenrit　Greyback；　the　werewolf　who　was　permitted　to　wear　Death　Eater　robes　in　return　for　his　hired　savagery。
〃Search　the　tent！〃　said　another　voice。
Harry　was　thrown　face　down　onto　the　ground。　A　thud　told　him　that　Ron　had　been　cast　down　beside　him。　They　could　hear　footsteps　and　crashes；　the　men　were　pushing　over　chairs　inside　the　tent　as　they　searched。
〃Now；　let's　see　who　we've　got；〃　said　Greyback's　gloating　voice　from　overhead；　and　Harry　was　rolled　over　onto　his　back。　A　beam　of　wand　light　fell　onto　his　face　and　Greyback　laughed。
〃I'll　be　needing　butterbeer　to　wash　this　one　down。　What　happened　to　you；　ugly？〃
Harry　did　not　answer　immediately。
〃I　isaidi；〃　repeated　Greyback；　and　Harry　received　a　blow　to　the　diaphragm　that　made　him　double　over　in　pain。　〃what　happened　to　you？〃
〃Stung。〃　Harry　muttered。　〃Been　Stung。〃
〃Yeah；　looks　like　it。〃　said　a　second　voice。
〃What's　your　name？〃　snarled　Greyback。
〃Dudley。〃　said　Harry。
〃And　your　first　name？〃
〃I　a150a150　Vernon。　Vernon　Dudley。〃
〃Check　the　list；　Scabior。〃　said　Greyback；　and　Harry　head　him　move　sideways　to　look　down　at　Ron；　instead。　〃And　what　about　you；　ginger？〃
〃Stan　Shunpike。〃　said　Ron。
〃Like　'ell　you　are。〃　said　the　man　called　Scabior。　〃We　know　Stan　Shunpike；　'e's　put　a　bit　of　work　our　way。〃
There　was　another　thud。
〃I'b　Bardy；〃　said　Ron；　and　Harry　could　tell　that　his　mouth　was　full　of　blood。　〃Bardy　Weasley。〃
〃A　Weasley？〃　rasped　Greyback。　〃So　you're　related　to　blood　traitors　even　if　you're　not　a　Mudblood。　And　lastly；　your　pretty　little　friend　。　。　。〃　The　relish　in　his　voice　made　Harry's　flesh　crawl。
〃Easy；　Greyback。〃　said　Scabior　over　the　jeering　of　the　others。
〃Oh；　I'm　not　going　to　bite　just　yet。　We'll　see　if　she's　a　bit　quicker　at　remembering　her　name　than　Barny。　Who　are　you；　girly？
〃Penelope　Clearwater。〃　said　Hermione。　She　sounded　terrified；　but　convincing。
〃What's　your　blood　status？〃
〃Half…Blood。〃　said　Hermione。
〃Easy　enough　to　check；〃　said　Scabior。　〃But　the　'ole　lot　of　'em　look　like　they　could　still　be　'ogwarts　age　…〃
〃We'b　lebt；〃　said　Ron。
〃Left；　'ave　you；　ginger？〃　said　Scabior。　〃And　you　decided　to　go　camping？　And　you　thought；　just　for　a　laugh；　you'd　use　the　Dark　Lords　name？〃
〃Nod　a　laugh；〃　said　Ron。　〃Aggiden。〃
〃Accident？〃　There　was　more　jeering　laughter。
〃You　know　who　used　to　like　using　the　Dark　Lord's　name；　Weasley？〃　growled　Greyback；　〃The　Order　of　the　Phoenix。　Mean　anything　to　you？〃
〃Doh。〃
〃Well；　they　don't　show　the　Dark　Lord　proper　respect；　so　the　name's　been　Tabooed。　A　few　Order　members　have　been　tracked　that　way。　We'll　see。　Bind　them　up　with　the　other　two　prisoners！〃
Someone　yanked　Harry　up　by　the　hair；　dragged　him　a　short　way；　pushed　him　down　into　a　sitting　position；　then　started　binding　him　back…to…back　with　other　people。　Harry　was　still　half　blind；　barely　able　to　see　anything　through　his　puffed…up　eyes。　When　at　last　the　man　tying　then　had　walked　away；　Harry　whispered　to　the　other　prisoners。
〃Anyone　still　got　a　wand？〃
〃No。〃　Said　Ron　and　Hermione　from　either　side　of　him。
〃This　is　all　my　fault。　I　said　the　name。　I'm　sorry　…〃
〃Harry？〃
It　was　a　new；　but　familiar　voice。　and　it　came　from　directly　behind　Harry；　from　the　person　tied　to　Hermione's　left。
〃Dean？〃
〃It　iisi　you！　If　they　find　out　who　they've　got　…！　They're　Snatchers；　they're　only　looking　for　truants　to　sell　for　gold　…〃
〃Not　a　bad　little　haul　for　one　night。〃　Greyback　was　saying；　as　a　pair　of　hobnailed　boots　marched　close　by　Harry　and　they　heard　more　crashes　from　inside　the　tent。　〃A　Mudblood；　a　runaway　goblin；　and　these　truants。　You　checked　their　names　on　the　list　yet；　Scabior？〃　he　roared。
〃Yeah。　There's　no　Vernon　Dudley　un　'ere；　Greyback。〃
〃Interesting；〃　said　Greyback。　〃That's　interesting。〃
He　crouched　down　beside　Harry；　who　saw；　through　the　infinitesimal　gap　left　between　his　swollen　eyelids；　a　face　covered　in　matted　gray　hair　and　whiskers；　with　pointed　brown　teeth　and　sores　in　the　corners　of　his　mouth。　Greyback　smelled　as　he　had　done　at　the　top　of　the　tower　where　Dumbledore　had　died：　of　dirt；　sweat；　and　blood。
〃So　you　aren't　wanted；　then；　Vernon？　Or　are　you　on　that　list　under　a　different　name？　What　house　were　you　in　at　Hogwarts？〃
〃Slytherin；〃　said　Harry　automatically。
〃Funny　'ow　they　all　thinks　we　wants　to　'ear　that。〃　leered　Scabior　out　of　the　shadows。　〃But　none　of　'em　can　tell　us　where　the　common　room　is。〃
〃It's　in　the　dungeons。〃　said　Harry　clearly。　〃You　enter　through　the　wall。　It's　full　of　skulls　and　stuff　and　its　under　the　lake；　so　the　light's　all　green；〃
There　was　a　short　pause。
〃Well；　well；　looks　like　we　really　'ave　caught　a　little　Slytherin。〃　said　Scabior。　〃Good　for　you；　Vernon；　'cause　there　ain't　a　lot　of　Mudblood　Slytherins。　Who's　your　father？〃
〃He　works　at　the　Ministry；〃　Harry　lied。　He　knew　that　his　whole　story　would　collapse　with　the　smallest　investigation；　but　on　the　other　hand；　he　only　had　until　his　face　regained　its　usual　appearance　before　the　game　was　up　in　any　case。　〃Department　of　Magical　Accidents　and　Catastrophes。〃
〃You　know　what；　Greyback；〃　said　Scabior。　〃I　think　there　iisi　a　Dudley　in　there。〃
Harry　could　barely　breathe：　Could　luck；　sheer　luck；　get　them　safely　out　of　this？
〃Well；　well。〃　said　Greyback；　and　Harry　could　hear　the　tiniest　note　of　trepidation　in　that　callous　voice；　and　knew　that　Greyback　was　wondering　whether　he　had　just　indeed　just　attacked　and　bound　the　son　of　a　Ministry　Official。　Harry's　heart　was　pounding　against　the　ropes　around　his　ribs；　he　would　not　have　been　surprised　to　know　that　Greyback　could　see　it。　〃If　you're　telling　the　truth；　ugly；　you've　got　nothing　to　fear　from　a　trip　to　the　Ministry。　I　expect　your　father'll　reward　us　just　for　picking　you　up。〃
〃But；〃　said　Harry；　his　mouth　bone　dry；　〃if　you　just　let　us　…〃
〃Hey！〃　came　a　shout　from　inside　the　tent。　〃Look　at　this。　Greyback！〃
A　dark　figure　came　bustling　toward　them；　and　Harry　saw　a　glint　of　silver　to　the　light　of　their　wands。　They　had　found　Gryffindor's　sword。
〃Ve…e…ery　nice；〃　said　Greyback　appreciatively；　taking　it　from　his　companion。　〃Oh；　very　nice　indeed。　Looks　goblin…made；　that。　Where　did　you　get　something　like　this？〃
〃It's　my　father's；〃　Harry　lied；　hoping　against　hope　that　it　was　too　dark　for　Greyback　to　see　the　name　etched　just　below　the　hilt。　〃We　borrowed　it　to　cut　firewood　…〃
〃'ang　on　a　minute；　Greyback！　Look　at　this；　in　the　iProphet！i〃
As　Scabior　said　it；　Harry's　scar；　which　was　stretched　tight　across　his　distended　forehead；　burned　savagely。　More　clearly　than　he　could　make　out　anything　around　him；　he　saw　a　towering　building；　a　grim　fortress；　jet…black　and　forbidding：　Voldemort's　thoughts　had　suddenly　become　Razor…Sharp　again；　he　was　gliding　toward　the　gigantic　building　with　a　sense　of　calmly　euphoric　purpose　。　。　。
iSo　close　。　。　。　So　close　。　。　。i
With　a　huge　effort　of　will　Harry　closed　his　mind　to　Voldemort's　thoughts；　pulling　himself　back　to　where　he　sat；　tied　to　Ron；　Hermione；　Dean；　and　Griphook　in　the　darkness；　listening　to　Greyback　and　Scabior。
〃'iHermione　Granger；i〃　Scabior　was　saying；　〃ithe　Mudblood　who　is　known　to　be　traveling　with　'arry　Potteri。〃
Harry's　scar　burned　in　the　silence；　but　he　made　a　supreme　effort　to　keep　himself　present；　nor　to　slip　into　Voldemort's　mind。　He　heard　the　creak　of　Greyback's　boots　as　he　crouched　down；　in　front　of　Hermione。
〃you　know　what；　little　girly？　This　picture　looks　a　hell　of　a　lot　like　you。〃
〃It　isn't！　It　isn't　me！〃
Hermione's　terrified　squeak　was　as　good　as　a　confession。
〃i。。。　known　to　be　traveling　with　Harry　Potter；i〃　repeated　Greyback　quietly。
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