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"
Thank
you
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
You
ca
n't
thank
you
enough
.
You
saved
our
lives
!
"
The
barman
grunted
.
Harry
approached
him
looking
up
into
the
face
:
trying
to
see
past
the
long
,
stringy
,
wire-gray
hair
beard
.
He
wore
spectacles
.
Behind
the
dirty
lenses
,
the
eyes
were
a
piercing
,
brilliant
blue
.
"
It
's
your
eye
I
've
been
seeing
in
the
mirror
.
"
There
was
a
silence
in
the
room
.
Harry
and
the
barman
looked
at
each
other
.
"
You
sent
Dobby
.
"
The
barman
nodded
and
looked
around
for
the
elf
.
"
Thought
he
'd
be
with
you
.
Where
've
you
left
him
?
"
He
's
dead
,
"
said
Harry
,
"
Bellatrix
Lestrange
killed
him
.
"
The
barman
face
was
impassive
.
After
a
few
moments
he
said
,
"
I
'm
sorry
to
hear
it
,
I
liked
that
elf
.
"
He
turned
away
,
lightning
lamps
with
prods
of
his
wand
,
not
looking
at
any
of
them
.
