“Youtookdowntheaddressonalostkneazle’solrandthensetitlooseagain?”Stramitz’seyebrowsroseindisbelief.

“No,it—er—itsortofattakedme.Andthenranoff.”

“Isee,”Stramitzsaid.“Andwherewereyoustnight?”

Harryfelttheblooddrainfromhisfae.

Sheleanedinandpressedherpalmstothedesk.“Didyouhappentoseeorhearfromyourneighbor,GarndUmphrey?”

“I—wait.What?”

Felixstoodupandwalkedaroundthedesk.“Wouldyoumindsurrenderingyourwandforadiagnosti?”HesmiledandHarryturnedtoRon,buthewasstaringatthefloor.Zahaadded,“It’sjusttohekthespellsyou’veastinthestdayorso.”

“I—uh—”HarrylookedbakatRon.Hefinallymethisgaze.

“Ithinkyoushould,mate,justtolearyour,uh,name,”Ronsaid.

HarrysentStramitzagre.“Youan’tpossiblythinkI’mresponsibleforkillingMarwanZivantus!”

Stramitzstoodupandlikedherlips.“Nowhowouldyoupossiblyknowthatname?Wehaven’treleasedthevitimstothepubli.”

“Anddon’tsayyoureognisedhim,”Zahaadded.Harryfeltaolletiveshiverrunbetweenthem.Thearnageinthepenthouseleftfewdefiningfeaturesonthebodies.

Harrylied.“Ijustknewthenameonthereservation.”

ZahaandStramitzsharedalook.ThenZahaheldouthishand.“Wellyouaren’tundersuspiionforthati.ButyouareapersonofiinthedeathofGarndUmphrey.”

“Umphrey’sdead?”Harryburst.

“They’resayingtheStunningSpellthatledtohisdeathriohetedoffsomethingfromyourft.”StramitzwasstillsmilinganditmadeHarryuneasy.“Well?Doyouhaveanexpnationforthat?”

Harryshookhishead.AfterabitofdeliberationandanotheroddlylookfromRon,heagreedtoletthemtakehiswand.Theymadehimwaitinthehallwaywhiletheydidtheproedure.Harrywasn’tsurewhatRonwasdoinginthere,buthetrustedhimtohavehisbakifanythingelsewouldhappen.

PansysteppedoutoftheMinistryFloo,tookonelookoutthewindow,andrealizedshehadn’tpakedforEdinburgh.Themistbedtheoutside,andsheshiveredjustthinkingaboutit.EverythinginhersuitasewassuitedforbusinessinBrussels.

“Fantasti,”shemutteredtoherself.She’dneedtoapparatetotheAshtylassoonasshemetwiththeiigatorsonBertrie’sase,andmaybeafterthatsheouldFloohomeandgetproperlothes.SheexitedtheFlooChamberandheadedstraightforthemaindesk.

AfterquiteabitofbakandforthwhihinludedapossibleslightflungattheParkinsonnamefollowedbyPansy’sdetailedopinionontheattent’sasymmetrialfae,shereeivedavisitor’spassafterexpiningshewasthereonbehalfofBertrie.“Youould’veopenedwiththat,”theattentmuttered.

“I’msorry?”Pansygred.“I’mawith,aren’tI?ThisismyMinistry,isitnot?”ThemanjusttossedherpassontotheounterandwentbaktoaSpeialEditionofTheQuibbleron‘There-emergeneofsoul-sukingSoblipoms!Moveasidevampires!ByLunaLovegood’.Pansyrolledhereyes.“AndwherewillIfindMissingPersons?”

Withoutputtingdownthefmingrubbishbinofapubliation,hesaid,“Straightdownthemainhall,allthewayinthebak.”

“Thankyouforyourservie,”Pansysaidthroughasneer.Shefollowedthemainhallallthewaytothebak.Shesawthebrasssignindiatingitwastheorretoffie,butthedoorwaslosed.Pansywathedamanpaebakandforthinfrontofit.Shelearedherthroat.

Themanlookedupthroughamessofbkhairandsighedwhenhesawher,stressandpaniethedarosshisfeatures.Isthiswhatshewastobeome?AheapingmessofworryoverBertrie?Shetookastepforwardandaskedifhewasalright.

Asifsurprised,hemetherstareandstammeredoutaquik“Fine”beforehedukedhisheaddownagainandshovedhishandsinhisjeanspokets.Foramoment,Pansythoughtshe’dreognizedhim.Butthelongershelookedathisfae,thelessshethoughtso.

“Havewemetbefore?”shefinallyasked,unabletoshakethefeeling.

Hefixedhisgreeneyesonherandherstomahdropped.Blinkingbakthememoriesofanotherpairoffieregreeneyes,andthenightshe’dspendherentirelifetryingtofet,Pansyturnedawayjustasthedoortotheoffieopened.

Amansteppedoutandhandedthegreen-eyedmanawand.“Itheksout,”themansaid.“Butdon’tleavetown.”

“Iwon’t.”

Andthen,asifshehadn’tbeentakenbaktotheshadowyyearsofherpastalready,RonWeasleyburstoutoftheopendoor.Ifhenotiedher,hedidn’taknowledgeher,justquiklygrabbedthegreen-eyedmanandrushedupthehallandintoanotheroffie.ThedoorsmmedandPansyjumped.Somethingwedather,avaguethoughtthatshe’djustomefaetofaewiththestartofherrekoning.Wavesofuneasinesshither,fear,andsomesortofdark,ahingregret.

“IstheresomethingIanhelpyouwith,miss?”Thehandsomemanthathademergedfromtheoffiewasstaringatherwithasmile.

Shelookedhimupanddown,fromhisdelightfullyfitted,well-tailoredrobestohisperfetlyshinedFerragamoloafers.Pansytookabreathandintroduedherself,wathingtheman’sfaeforwhenthereognitionwouldhit.

Itneverdid.Hissmilestayedsteady,andagenuinewarmthradiatedthroughherasheheldouthishandandshookhers.“FelixZaha,”hesaid.

“Felix,I’vejustarrivedfromLondon.TheynamedmeBertrieZivantus’guardian.”

Hisfaefilledwithonern.“einside,mypartnerandIarewonthease.”

PansyfollowedhimintowhatlookedlikeatypialMinistryoffie.Thefarwallhadhalfadozenmissingposterstapedarossit.Shefinallylostit,hereyesfillingwithtearsasthefaesonthosepostersl

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