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Bathilda’s Secret

           Hereyeswerethickwithcataractsandsunkenintofoldsoftransparentskin,andherwholefacewasdottedwithbrokenveinsandliverspots.Hewonderedwhethershecouldmakehimoutatall;evenifshecould,itwasthebaldingMugglewhoseidentityhehadstolenthatshewouldsee.

           Theodorofoldage,ofdust,ofunwashedclothesandstalefoodintensifiedassheunwoundamoth-eatenblackshawl,revealingaheadofscantwhitehairthroughwhichthescalpshowedclearly.

           "Bathilda?"Harryrepeated.

           Shenoddedagain.Harrybecameawareofthelocketagainsthisskin;thethinginsideitthatsometimestickedorbeathadwoken;hecouldfeelitpulsingthroughthecoldgold.Diditknow,coulditsense,thatthethingthatwoulddestroyitwasnear?

           Bathildashuffledpastthem,pushingHermioneasideasthoughshehadnotseenher,andvanishedintowhatseemedtobeasittingroom.

           "Harry,I’mnotsureaboutthis,"breathedHermione.

           "Lookatthesizeofher;Ithinkwecouldoverpowerherifwehadto,"saidHarry."Listen,Ishouldhavetoldyou,Iknewshewasn’tallthere.Murielcalledher‘gaga.’"

           "Come!"calledBathildafromthenextroom.

           HermionejumpedandclutchedHarry’sarm.

           "It’sokay,"saidHarryreassuringly,andheledthewayintothesittingroom.

           Bathildawastotteringaroundtheplacelightingcandles,butitwasstillverydark,nottomentionextremelydirty.Thickdustcrunchedbeneaththeirfeet,andHarry’snosedetected,underneaththedankandmildewedsmell,somethingworse,likemeatgonebad.

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