feofhim,ouldnotrememberwhatdepartmenthe’dappliedto.hermionehadmentionedmalfoyoneafteromingtothepubfromabigmeeting.

“whywouldthedepartmentofmysteriesbemeetingwithmalfoy?”harryblurted.

hermione’seyesbulged.“historialfatheking.themalfoyarhivesgobakforages,harry.ifthereishingpurebloodsextmorethananything,it’sdetailedreordkeeping.”

“andmalfoyjustletyourummagearoundinhisfamily’sarhives?”harryfrowned.

ronsnorted.“hedoesn’thavemuhofahoie,doeshe?”

“ron!”hermionewarned.

“well,hedoesn’t!”ronprotested.“ifhesaysnototheministry,they’reboundtothinkhe’shidingsomething.”

harrynoddedinagreement.hetookasipofhispintandasked,“whatwereyouevenlookingfor,hermione?”

“youknowian’ttellyouthat.”sheonsidereditforamomentandthensighed.“butididfindsomeratheriingdoumentsaboutthefamily’suniornherd.”

“thereareuniornsatmalfoymanor?”bothharryandronraisedtheireyebrows.

“therewerebeforethestatuteofserey.”

harryshookhishead.“thatwashundredsofyearsago!whatouldyoupossiblyneedtoknowfromthattime?”

hermionebrokehisgazeandlookeddown.“ifounditinrediblyfasinating,isall.”