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"
Mr.
Doge
,
I
'm
Harry
Potter
.
"
Doge
gasped
.
"
My
dear
boy
!
Arthur
told
me
you
were
here
,
disguised
...
I
am
so
glad
,
so
honored
!
"
In
a
flutter
of
nervous
pleasure
Doge
poured
Harry
a
goblet
of
champagne
.
"
I
thought
of
writing
to
you
,
"
he
whispered
,
"
after
Dumbledore
...
the
shock
...
and
for
you
,
I
am
sure
...
"
Doge
's
tiny
eyes
filled
with
sudden
tears
.
"
I
saw
the
obituary
you
wrote
for
the
Daily
Prophet
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
I
did
n't
realize
you
knew
Professor
Dumbledore
so
well
.
"
"
As
well
as
anyone
,
"
said
Doge
,
dabbing
his
eyes
with
a
napkin
.
"
Certainly
I
knew
him
longest
,
if
you
do
n't
count
Aberforth
--
and
somehow
,
people
never
do
seem
to
count
Aberforth
.
"
"
Speaking
of
the
Daily
Prophet
...
I
do
n't
know
whether
you
saw
,
Mr.
Doge
--
?
"
