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"
You
know
who
used
to
like
using
the
Dark
Lord
's
name
,
Weasley
?
"
growled
Greyback
.
"
The
Order
of
the
Phoenix
.
Mean
anything
to
you
?
"
"
Doh
.
"
"
Well
,
they
do
n't
show
the
Dark
Lord
proper
respect
,
so
the
name
's
been
Tabooed
.
A
few
Order
members
have
been
tracked
that
way
.
We
'll
see
.
Bind
them
up
with
the
other
two
prisoners
!
"
Someone
yanked
Harry
up
by
the
hair
,
dragged
him
a
short
way
,
pushed
him
down
into
a
sitting
position
,
then
started
binding
him
back-to-back
with
other
people
.
Harry
was
still
half
blind
,
barely
able
to
see
anything
through
his
puffed-up
eyes
.
When
at
last
the
man
tying
then
had
walked
away
,
Harry
whispered
to
the
other
prisoners
.
"
Anyone
still
got
a
wand
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Ron
and
Hermione
from
either
side
of
him
.
"
This
is
all
my
fault
.
I
said
the
name
.
I
'm
sorry
--
"
"
Harry
?
"
It
was
a
new
,
but
familiar
voice
,
and
it
came
from
directly
behind
Harry
,
from
the
person
tied
to
Hermione
's
left
.
