“Getup,”MalfoywhisperedandpulledHarrybyhisjumper.AssoonasHarrywasbakonhisfeet,herushedtoMalfoy’sothersideandbaktotheroomfullofneers.Malfoytookafewseondstoathup.Hereturnedtotheroomwiththekneazlestillinhisarmsandlikedhislips.“Now,youan’tpossiblytellmethatwasn’tstrange.”

Harrypursedhislipsandgred.Malfoywasabouttosaysomethingelsebutsomethingpushedhimoffbane,sendinghimstraightintoastakofpapersalmostastallashim.Therewasagruntandahiss,andthepaperswentflyinginalldiretions.Whenthey’dsettled,HarrysawBertriesittinginthedoorwaylookingpleased.

“Guinevere!”thewoman’svoiearrieddownthehall.Bertrieturnedtowardthesound.“Ohthereyou—”thewomanappearedinthedoorbehindBertriebutstilledassoonasshenotiedHarry.Reognitionwashedoverherfaeandsheshouted,“You!”

Harryflewforward,grabbedoneofMalfoy’sarms,andpulledhimtowardtothebakdoor.HewasabouttoapparatebothofthemoutwhenMalfoyshookoffhisgripandturnedbaktothehouse.HarrytriedtoshoutNObuthewasstillundertheSileneCharmandnothingameout.Selfpreservationwasabouttowinuntilhesawablondblurrushingbakthroughthedoor.Harryapparatedtotheedgeoftherowofhomeswithoutaseondthought.

Hestoodwithhishandsonhisknees,panting,andjumpedwhenthekneazleameflyingfromoverthefene,ndingtohisfoot.

“Merlin!”Harryshouted,shokedthatheatuallymadeasound.AmomentortwopassedbeforeMalfoyflippedoverthetopofthefeneinagraefulspetale.Harrygredathim.“So,you’rejustthrowinganimalsaroundnow?”

“Kneazlesalwaysndontheirfeet.”Hesmirked.“AsdoMalfoys.”

Harryrolledhiseyes.“Why’dyoutakethedamnthing,anyway?”HefoundhimselfabsentmindedlyrubbinghisrightthighwhereGuinevere’swshaddugintohim.

“Leverage,ofourse.”

Iarussawthelookofexasperateddisapprovalontheman’sfaeandbrieflythoughthe’dneverretetoanotherpersonmoreinhislife.WhoeverArhieEverswornwas,hedefinitelywasn’twhoheledontobe.HemanagedtobreakareordbynottryingtostrangleDraoMalfoy.Though,admittedly,itwasstillearlyintheday,andEverswornlookedwellandtrulyirritated.

“Targethasaquiredananimal,”MLaggensaid.

IaruswasenviousofEversworn’sselfontrol.“Yes,Iseethat.”

MLaggenturnedtoIarus,frowning.“Arewegoingtobringhimin?He’sjustbrokenintothatpoorwoman’shomeandstolenherpet.”

“Didyouevenreadthemissionreport?”Iarustookafewdeepbreaths,remindinghimselfhe’dneedtheothermanatsomepointwhenthingsiablyesated.

“I,uh,”MLaggen’siyeyesflutteredforamomentandhisjawtensed.“Isiftedthroughthefiles.”

Iarushadstartedgatheringtheirthingsandtakingdownthedeeptionwards.“Sifted?”Hestopped.“Youdidn’treadaboutPandora?”

“OfourseIreadaboutthedamnedbox!”MLaggen,tohisredit,wasanationmanthroughandthrough.Leaveittohimtostudythethreats,allofthethreats,andnotthesimpletaskbeforethem.

“Rightnow,MLaggen,ouronlymissionistoobservethisafflitedtarget.Theothers—”Iaruspausedandthrewupamentalwall.Heouldn’tlethimselfgodownthatlineofthinking.TheboxhadunleashedallmannerofursesonthoseintheAChamber.Iaruswouldhavenightmaresifhethoughtaboutanyoftheothers.Malfoyhadbeenluky.“Theothersaren’tinourperiphery.”

Andthen,inanoddturnofevents,MLaggenfousedonIaruswithapointed,seriousstarethatpinnedhimfrozen.“Notyet,atleast,”MLaggenrepliedandthenkeptdissemblingtheirgearlikenothinghadhappened.Iarus,ontheotherhand,stoodmotionlessasadreadfulrealizationpushedtothefrontofhisthoughts.

TheothersixUnspeakableswho’dbeenursedwerestillunaountedfor.

GariusSanti.

ElphieBloomington.

TimoTresden.

HowardLarson.

MarianneAshwell.

HermioneGranger.

“Nobloodyway,”Felixsaid,hiseyeswideandmouthdroppedopen.IgoraturnedbaktotheseneoutsideTheLaughingFox.Aquartetofaurorswereinterviewingpeopleonthestreet.

IgoraturnedtoWeasley.“Stillthinkyourmanisi?”Weasleypaled.Igorasmiledandapproahedoneoftheaurors,astokyfellowshedidn’treognizewhowasinterviewingayoung,nervouswoman.“I’mIgoraStramitzwithMissingPersons,”shenoddedinintrodution.“We’rehereforaninterview.Whatexatlyisgoingon?”

“BastienQueensbury,”themanreplied,hiseyesskirtedoverher,thenbehindtoFelixandWeasley.Ifhereognisedtheredhead,itdidn’tshow.Queensburyturnedtothepubandsaid,“There’sbeenadeath.”

“Whodied?”WeasleysteppedinandtoweredoverQueensbury.

Theshortermanonsideredhimforamoment.“GarndUmphrey.”Weasley’sfaerexedwithrelief.Queensbury’seyesnarrowed.“Whoareyoulookingfor?”

Felixwasabouttoanswer,butIgoraraisedherhandtosilenehim.“Umphrey?Isthattheoldmanin2B?”

Queensburynodded.“We’vebeenwathinghimthesttwomonthsinretiontothetheftandillegalresaleofrareandgerousharmedmemorabilia.”

“Washisdeathretedtoyourase?”Igoraasked.

Asiftryingtodeidewhetherheshoulddivulgeanymoreinformation,QueensburysharedalonglookwithIgorabeforeultimatelygivinghissomewhatalutedreply.“Wearen’tertain,butwearelookingforthemanwhorentstheftarossthehall.”Hepulledoutanotepadandreadoffthename,“ArhieEversworn.”Igoradidn’thavetolookatWeasleytoknowhewastheonebehindherwhohadasharpintakeofbreath.Queensburydidn’tmissiteither.“Ourspei

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