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The
elf
shivered
.
He
swayed
.
"
Kreacher
,
"
said
Harry
fiercely
,
"
I
order
you
--
"
"
Mundungus
Fletcher
,
"
croaked
the
elf
,
his
eyes
still
tight
shut
.
"
Mundungus
Fletcher
stole
it
all
:
Miss
Bella
's
and
Miss
Cissy
's
pictures
,
my
Mistress
's
gloves
,
the
Order
of
Merlin
,
First
Class
,
the
goblets
with
the
family
crest
,
and
--
and
--
"
Kreacher
was
gulping
for
air
:
His
hollow
chest
was
rising
and
falling
rapidly
,
then
his
eyes
flew
open
and
he
uttered
a
bloodcurdling
scream
.
"
--
and
the
locket
,
Master
Regulus
's
locket
,
Kreacher
did
wrong
,
Kreacher
failed
in
his
orders
!
"
Harry
reacted
instinctively
:
As
Kreacher
lunged
for
the
poker
standing
in
the
grate
,
he
launched
himself
upon
the
elf
,
flattening
him
.
Hermione
's
scream
mingled
with
Kreacher
's
,
but
Harry
bellowed
louder
than
both
of
them
:
"
Kreacher
,
I
order
you
to
stay
still
!
"
He
felt
the
elf
freeze
and
released
him
.
Kreacher
lay
flat
on
the
cold
stone
floor
,
tears
gushing
from
his
sagging
eyes
.
"
Harry
,
let
him
up
!
"
Hermione
whispered
.
"
So
he
can
beat
himself
up
with
the
poker
?
"
snorted
Harry
,
kneeling
beside
the
elf
.
"
I
do
n't
think
so
.
Right
,
Kreacher
,
I
want
the
truth
:
How
do
you
know
Mundungus
Fletcher
stole
the
locket
?
"
