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Beyond
the
chair
,
in
a
pool
of
light
cast
upon
the
floor
by
the
candles
,
knelt
a
man
in
black
robes
.
'
I
have
been
badly
advised
,
it
seems
,
'
said
Harry
,
in
a
high
,
cold
voice
that
pulsed
with
anger
.
'M
aster
,
I
crave
your
pardon
,
'
croaked
the
man
kneeling
on
the
floor
.
The
back
of
his
head
glimmered
in
the
candlelight
.
He
seemed
to
be
trembling
.
'
I
do
not
blame
you
,
Rookwood
,
'
said
Harry
in
that
cold
,
cruel
voice
.
He
relinquished
his
grip
on
the
chair
and
walked
around
it
,
closer
to
the
man
cowering
on
the
floor
,
until
he
stood
directly
over
him
in
the
darkness
,
looking
down
from
a
far
greater
height
than
usual
.
'
You
are
sure
of
your
facts
,
Rookwood
?
'
asked
Harry
.
'
Yes
,
My
Lord
,
yes
...
I
used
to
work
in
the
Department
aftet
--
after
all
...
'
'
Avery
told
me
Bode
would
be
able
to
remove
it
.
'
'
Bode
could
never
have
taken
it
,
Master
...
Bode
would
have
known
he
could
not
...
undoubtedly
,
that
is
why
he
fought
so
hard
against
Malfoy
's
Imperius
Curse
...
'
'S
tand
up
,
Rookwood
,
'
whispered
Harry
.
