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"
You
realize
that
I
am
on
my
way
downstairs
to
interrogate
your
wife
,
Cattermole
?
In
fact
,
I
'm
quite
surprised
you
're
not
down
there
holding
her
hand
while
she
waits
.
Already
given
her
up
as
a
bad
job
,
have
you
?
Probably
wise
.
Be
sure
and
marry
a
pureblood
next
time
.
"
Hermione
had
let
out
a
little
squeak
of
horror
.
Yaxley
looked
at
her
.
She
coughed
feebly
and
turned
away
.
"
I
--
I
--
"
stammered
Ron
.
"
But
if
my
wife
were
accused
of
being
a
Mudblood
,
"
said
Yaxley
,
"
--
not
that
any
woman
I
married
would
ever
be
mistaken
for
such
filth
--
and
the
Head
of
the
Department
of
Magical
Law
Enforcement
needed
a
job
doing
,
I
would
make
it
my
priority
to
do
that
job
,
Cattermole
.
Do
you
understand
me
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
whispered
Ron
.
"
Then
attend
to
it
,
Cattermole
,
and
if
my
office
is
not
completely
dry
within
an
hour
,
your
wife
's
Blood
Status
will
be
in
even
graver
doubt
than
it
is
now
.
"
The
golden
grille
before
them
clattered
open
.
With
a
nod
and
unpleasant
smile
to
Harry
,
who
was
evidently
expected
to
appreciate
this
treatment
of
Cattermole
,
Yaxley
swept
away
toward
another
lift
.
Harry
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
entered
theirs
,
but
nobody
followed
them
:
It
was
as
if
they
were
infectious
.
The
grilles
shut
with
a
clang
and
the
lift
began
to
move
upward
.
"
What
am
I
going
to
do
?
"
Ron
asked
the
other
two
at
once
;
he
looked
stricken
.
"
If
I
do
n't
turn
up
,
my
wife
--
I
mean
,
Cattermole
's
wife
--
"
"
We
'll
come
with
you
,
we
should
stick
together
--
"
began
Harry
,
but
Ron
shook
his
head
feverishly
.
"
That
's
mental
,
we
have
n't
got
much
time
.
You
two
find
Umbridge
,
I
'll
go
and
sort
out
Yaxley
's
office
--
but
how
do
I
stop
it
raining
?
"
