The Beetle at Bay

           Harry’squestionwasansweredtheverynextmorning.WhenHermione’sDailyProphetarrivedshesmootheditout,gazedforamomentatthefrontpageandgaveayelpthatcausedeveryoneinthevicinitytostareather.

           ’What?’saidHarryandRontogether.

           Foranswershespreadthenewspaperonthetableinfrontofthemandpointedattenblack-and-whitephotographsthatfilledthewholeofthefrontpage,nineshowingwizards’facesandthetenth,awitch’s.Someofthepeopleinthephotographsweresilentlyjeering;othersweretappingtheirfingersontheframeoftheirpictures,lookinginsolent.EachpicturewascaptionedwithanameandthecrimeforwhichthepersonhadbeensenttoAzkaban.

           AntoninDolohov,readthelegendbeneathawizardwithalong,pale,twistedfacewhowassneeringupatHarry,convictedofthebrutalmurdersofGideonandFabianPrewett.

           AlgernonRookwood,saidthecaptionbeneathapockmarkedmanwithgreasyhairwhowasleaningagainsttheedgeofhispicture,lookingbored,convictedofleakingMinistryofMagicsecretstoHeWhoMustNotBeNamed.

           ButHarry’seyesweredrawntothepictureofthewitch.Herfacehadleaptoutathimthemomenthehadseenthepage.Shehadlong,darkhairthatlookedunkemptandstragglyinthepicture,thoughhehadseenitsleek,thickandshining.Sheglaredupathimthroughheavilyliddedeyes,anarrogant,disdainfulsmileplayingaroundherthinmouth.LikeSirius,sheretainedvestigesofgreatgoodlooks,butsomethingperhapsAzkabanhadtakenmostofherbeauty.

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