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The
Prime
Minister
groped
in
his
memory
for
the
details
of
that
horrible
conversation
of
three
years
previously
,
when
Fudge
had
told
him
about
the
wizard
who
was
feared
above
all
others
,
the
wizard
who
had
committed
a
thousand
terrible
crimes
before
his
mysterious
disappearance
fifteen
years
earlier
.
"
Yes
,
alive
,
"
said
Fudge
.
"
That
is
--
I
do
n't
know
--
is
a
man
alive
if
he
ca
n't
be
killed
?
I
do
n't
really
understand
it
,
and
Dumbledore
wo
n't
explain
properly
--
but
anyway
,
he
's
certainly
got
a
body
and
is
walking
and
talking
and
killing
,
so
I
suppose
,
for
the
purposes
of
our
discussion
,
yes
,
he
's
alive
.
"
The
Prime
Minister
did
not
know
what
to
say
to
this
,
but
a
persistent
habit
of
wishing
to
appear
well-informed
on
any
subject
that
came
up
made
him
cast
around
for
any
details
he
could
remember
of
their
previous
conversations
.
"
Is
Serious
Black
with
--
er
--
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
?
"
"
Black
?
Black
?
"
said
Fudge
distractedly
,
turning
his
bowler
rapidly
in
his
fingers
.
"
Sirius
Black
,
you
mean
?
Merlin
's
beard
,
no
.
Black
's
dead
.
Turns
out
we
were
--
er
--
mistaken
about
Black
.
He
was
innocent
after
all
.
And
he
was
n't
in
league
with
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
either
.
I
mean
,
"
he
added
defensively
,
spinning
the
bowler
hat
still
faster
,
"
all
the
evidence
pointed
--
we
had
more
than
fifty
eyewitnesses
--
but
anyway
,
as
I
say
,
he
's
dead
.
Murdered
,
as
a
matter
of
fact
.
On
Ministry
of
Magic
premises
.
There
's
going
to
be
an
inquiry
,
actually
...
"
To
his
great
surprise
,
the
Prime
Minister
felt
a
fleeting
stab
of
pity
for
Fudge
at
this
point
.
It
was
,
however
,
eclipsed
almost
immediately
by
a
glow
of
smugness
at
the
thought
that
,
deficient
though
he
himself
might
be
in
the
area
of
materializing
out
of
fireplaces
,
there
had
never
been
a
murder
in
any
of
the
government
departments
under
his
charge
...
not
yet
,
anyway
...
While
the
Prime
Minister
surreptitiously
touched
the
wood
of
his
desk
,
Fudge
continued
,
"
But
Black
's
by-the-by
now
.
The
point
is
,
we
're
at
war
,
Prime
Minister
,
and
steps
must
be
taken
.
"
"
At
war
?
"
repeated
the
Prime
Minister
nervously
.
"
Surely
that
's
a
little
bit
of
an
overstatement
?
"
"
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
has
now
been
joined
by
those
of
his
followers
who
broke
out
of
Azkaban
in
January
,
"
said
Fudge
,
speaking
more
and
more
rapidly
and
twirling
his
bowler
so
fast
that
it
was
a
lime-green
blur
.
"
Since
they
have
moved
into
the
open
,
they
have
been
wreaking
havoc
.
The
Brockdale
Bridge
--
he
did
it
,
Prime
Minister
,
he
threatened
a
mass
Muggle
killing
unless
I
stood
aside
for
him
and
--
"
"
Good
grief
,
so
it
's
your
fault
those
people
were
killed
and
I
'm
having
to
answer
questions
about
rusted
rigging
and
corroded
expansion
joints
and
I
do
n't
know
what
else
!
"
said
the
Prime
Minister
furiously
.
