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"
No
news
about
Mad-Eye
?
"
Harry
asked
Bill
.
"
Nothing
,
"
replied
Bill
.
They
had
not
been
able
to
hold
a
funeral
for
Moody
,
because
Bill
and
Lupin
had
failed
to
recover
his
body
.
It
had
been
difficult
to
know
where
he
might
have
fallen
,
given
the
darkness
and
the
confusion
of
the
battle
.
"
The
Daily
Prophet
has
n't
said
a
word
about
him
dying
or
about
finding
the
body
,
"
Bill
went
on
.
"
But
that
does
n't
mean
much
.
It
's
keeping
a
lot
quiet
these
days
.
"
"
And
they
still
have
n't
called
a
hearing
about
all
the
underage
magic
I
used
escaping
the
Death
Eaters
?
"
Harry
called
across
the
table
to
Mr.
Weasley
,
who
shook
his
head
.
"
Because
they
know
I
had
no
choice
or
because
they
do
n't
want
me
to
tell
the
world
Voldemort
attacked
me
?
"
"
The
latter
,
I
think
.
Scrimgeour
does
n't
want
to
admit
that
You-Know-Who
is
as
powerful
as
he
is
,
nor
that
Azkaban
's
seen
a
mass
breakout
.
"
"
Yeah
,
why
tell
the
public
the
truth
?
"
said
Harry
,
clenching
his
knife
so
tightly
that
the
faint
scars
on
the
back
of
his
right
hand
stood
out
,
white
against
his
skin
:
I
must
not
tell
lies
.
"
Is
n't
anyone
at
the
Ministry
prepared
to
stand
up
to
him
?
"
asked
Ron
angrily
.
