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"
Jokes
?
No
,
no
,
these
are
manners
,
"
replied
Dumbledore
.
"
Do
it
,
"
said
the
stranger
standing
nearest
to
Harry
,
a
big
,
rangy
man
with
matted
grey
hair
and
whiskers
,
whose
black
Death
Eater
's
robes
looked
uncomfortably
tight
.
He
had
a
voice
like
none
that
Harry
had
ever
heard
:
a
rasping
bark
of
a
voice
.
Harry
could
smell
a
powerful
mixture
of
dirt
,
sweat
and
,
unmistakeably
,
of
blood
coming
from
him
.
His
filthy
hands
had
long
yellowish
nails
.
"
Is
that
you
,
Fenrir
?
"
asked
Dumbledore
.
"
That
's
right
,
"
rasped
the
other
.
"
Pleased
to
see
me
,
Dumbledore
?
"
"
No
,
I
can
not
say
that
I
am
...
"
Fenrir
Greyback
grinned
,
showing
pointed
teeth
.
Blood
trickled
down
his
chin
and
he
licked
his
lips
slowly
,
obscenely
.
"
But
you
know
how
much
I
like
kids
,
Dumbledore
.
"
"
Am
I
to
take
it
that
you
are
attacking
even
without
the
full
moon
now
?
This
is
most
unusual
...
you
have
developed
a
taste
for
human
flesh
that
can
not
be
satisfied
once
a
month
?
"
"
That
's
right
,
"
said
Greyback
.
"
Shocks
you
,
that
,
does
it
,
Dumbledore
?
Frightens
you
?
"
"
Well
,
I
can
not
pretend
it
does
not
disgust
me
a
little
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
"
And
,
yes
,
I
am
a
little
shocked
that
Draco
here
invited
you
,
of
all
people
,
into
the
school
where
his
friends
live
...
"
