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"
It
's
like
some
sort
of
...
I
dunno
...
like
some
sort
of
rally
,
"
said
Mr.
Roberts
.
"
They
all
seem
to
know
each
other
.
Like
a
big
party
.
"
At
that
moment
,
a
wizard
in
plus-fours
appeared
out
of
thin
air
next
to
Mr.
Roberts
's
front
door
.
"
Obliviate
!
"
he
said
sharply
,
pointing
his
wand
at
Mr.
Roberts
.
Instantly
,
Mr.
Roberts
's
eyes
slid
out
of
focus
,
his
brows
unknitted
,
and
a
took
of
dreamy
unconcern
fell
over
his
face
.
Harry
recognized
the
symptoms
of
one
who
had
just
had
his
memory
modified
.
"
A
map
of
the
campsite
for
you
,
"
Mr.
Roberts
said
placidly
to
Mr.
Weasley
.
"
And
your
change
.
"
"
Thanks
very
much
,
"
said
Mr.
Weasley
.
The
wizard
in
plus-fours
accompanied
them
toward
the
gate
to
the
campsite
.
He
looked
exhausted
:
His
chin
was
blue
with
stubble
and
there
were
deep
purple
shadows
under
his
eyes
.
Once
out
of
earshot
of
Mr.
Roberts
,
he
muttered
to
Mr.
Weasley
,
"
Been
having
a
lot
of
trouble
with
him
.
Needs
a
Memory
Charm
ten
times
a
day
to
keep
him
happy
.
And
Ludo
Bagman
's
not
helping
.
Trotting
around
talking
about
Bludgers
and
Quaffles
at
the
top
of
his
voice
,
not
a
worry
about
anti-Muggle
security
Blimey
,
I
'll
be
glad
when
this
is
over
.
See
you
later
,
Arthur
.
"
He
Disapparated
.
"
I
thought
Mr.
Bagman
was
Head
of
Magical
Games
and
Sports
,
"
said
Ginny
,
looking
surprised
.
"
He
should
know
better
than
to
talk
about
Bludgers
near
Muggles
,
should
n't
he
?
"
