“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,buthetruste

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