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"Don't you dare — don't you dare blame my husband!" said Narcissa, in a low and deadly voice, looking up at her sister.
Dumbledore, however, seemed completely relaxed.
"But you stayed —"
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!" snarled Fudge.
"You're kidding," said Ron. "You haven't.. . she's not..."
Crabbe and Goyle were standing behind him. All three of them looked more pleased with themselves, more arrogant and more menacing, than Harry had ever seen them.
"Me," said Harry.
"The Dark Lord is very angry," repeated Snape quietly. "He failed to hear the prophecy. You know as well as I do, Narcissa, that he does not forgive easily."
"The Dark Lord trusts him, doesn't he?"
Dumbledore went on. "I am talking, of course, about Harry Potter."
"This, Harry, is the charming village of Budleigh Babberton."
"I'm very sorry," he said finally. "If there's anything I can do?"
"Got a little job fer me over the summer," said Hagrid. "Secret, though. I'm not s'pposed ter talk abou' it, no, not even ter you lot. Olympe - Madame Maxime ter you -might be comin' with me. I think she will. Think I got her persuaded."
A kind of ripple crossed the Great Hall as a few heads turned in Harry's direction before flicking back to face Dumbledore.
"That's right. And they're breeding. That's what's causing all this mist."