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"
What
?
"
he
bellowed
,
writhing
in
his
attempts
to
free
himself
from
Ron
's
grip
.
"
Wha
've
I
done
?
Setting
a
bleedin
'
'
ouse-elf
on
me
,
what
are
you
playing
at
,
wha
've
I
done
,
lem
me
go
,
lem
me
go
,
or
--
"
"
You
're
not
in
much
of
a
position
to
make
threats
,
"
said
Harry
.
He
threw
aside
the
newspaper
,
crossed
the
kitchen
in
a
few
strides
,
and
dropped
to
his
knees
beside
Mundungus
,
who
stopped
struggling
and
looked
terrified
.
Ron
got
up
,
panting
,
and
watched
as
Harry
pointed
his
wand
deliberately
at
Mundungus
's
nose
.
Mundungus
stank
of
stale
sweat
and
tobacco
smoke
:
His
hair
was
matted
and
his
robes
stained
.
"
Kreacher
apologizes
for
the
delay
in
bringing
the
thief
,
Master
,
"
croaked
the
elf
.
"
Fletcher
knows
how
to
avoid
capture
,
has
many
hidey-holes
and
accomplices
.
Nevertheless
,
Kreacher
cornered
the
thief
in
the
end
.
"
"
You
've
done
really
well
,
Kreacher
,
"
said
Harry
,
and
the
elf
bowed
low
.
"
Right
,
we
've
got
a
few
questions
for
you
,
"
Harry
told
Mundungus
,
who
shouted
at
once
,
"
I
panicked
,
okay
?
I
never
wanted
to
come
along
,
no
offense
,
mate
,
but
I
never
volunteered
to
die
for
you
,
an
'
that
was
bleedin
'
You-Know-Who
come
flying
at
me
,
anyone
woulda
got
outta
there
,
I
said
all
along
I
did
n't
wan
na
do
it
--
"
"
For
your
information
,
none
of
the
rest
of
us
Disapparated
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
Well
,
you
're
a
bunch
of
bleedin
'
'
eroes
then
,
are
n't
you
,
but
I
never
pretended
I
was
up
for
killing
meself
--
"
"
We
're
not
interested
in
why
you
ran
out
on
Mad-Eye
,
"
said
Harry
,
moving
his
wand
a
little
closer
to
Mundungus
's
baggy
,
bloodshot
eyes
.
"
We
already
knew
you
were
an
unreliable
bit
of
scum
.
"
