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Harry
acted
without
thinking
.
Pointing
his
wand
at
Travers
,
he
muttered
,
"
Imperio
!
"
once
more
.
"
Oh
yes
,
I
see
,
"
said
Travers
,
looking
down
at
Bellatrix
's
wand
,
"
yes
,
very
handsome
.
And
is
it
working
well
?
I
always
think
wands
require
a
little
breaking
in
,
do
n't
you
?
"
Hermione
looked
utterly
bewildered
,
but
to
Harry
's
enormous
relief
she
accepted
the
bizarre
turn
of
events
without
comment
.
The
old
goblin
behind
the
counter
clapped
his
hands
and
a
younger
goblin
approached
.
"
I
shall
need
the
Clankers
,
"
he
told
the
goblin
,
who
dashed
away
and
returned
a
moment
later
with
a
leather
bag
that
seemed
to
be
full
of
jangling
metal
,
which
he
handed
to
his
senior
.
"
Good
,
good
!
So
,
if
you
will
follow
me
,
Madam
Lestrange
,
"
said
the
old
goblin
,
hopping
down
off
his
stool
and
vanishing
from
sight
.
"
I
shall
take
you
to
your
vault
.
"
He
appeared
around
the
end
of
the
counter
,
jogging
happily
toward
them
,
the
contents
of
the
leather
bag
still
jingling
.
Travers
was
now
standing
quite
still
with
his
mouth
hanging
wide
open
.
Ron
was
drawing
attention
to
this
odd
phenomenon
by
regarding
Travers
with
confusion
.
"
Wait
--
Bogrod
!
"
Another
goblin
came
scurrying
around
the
counter
.
"
We
have
instructions
,
"
he
said
with
a
bow
to
Hermione
.
"
Forgive
me
,
Madam
,
but
there
have
been
special
orders
regarding
the
vault
of
Lestrange
.
"
He
whispered
urgently
in
Bogrod
's
ear
,
but
the
Imperiused
goblin
shook
him
off
.
