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'
Has
n't
anyone
told
you
?
This
was
my
parents
'
house
,
'
said
Sirius
.
'
But
I
'm
the
last
Black
left
,
so
it
's
mine
now
.
I
offered
it
to
Dumbledore
for
Headquarters
--
about
the
only
useful
thing
I
've
been
able
to
do
.
'
Harry
,
who
had
expected
a
better
welcome
,
noted
how
hard
and
bitter
Sirius
's
voice
sounded
.
He
followed
his
godfather
to
the
bottom
of
the
steps
and
through
a
door
leading
into
the
basement
kitchen
.
It
was
scarcely
less
gloomy
than
the
hall
above
,
a
cavernous
room
with
rough
stone
walls
.
Most
of
the
light
was
coming
from
a
large
fire
at
the
far
end
of
the
room
.
A
haze
of
pipe
smoke
hung
in
the
air
like
battle
fumes
,
through
which
loomed
the
menacing
shapes
of
heavy
iron
pots
and
pans
hanging
from
the
dark
ceiling
.
Many
chairs
had
been
crammed
into
the
room
for
the
meeting
and
a
long
wooden
table
stood
in
the
middle
of
them
,
littered
with
rolls
of
parchment
,
goblets
,
empty
wine
bottles
,
and
a
heap
of
what
appeared
to
be
rags
.
Mr.
Weasley
and
his
eldest
son
Bill
were
talking
quietly
with
their
heads
together
at
the
end
of
the
table
.
Mrs.
Weasley
cleared
her
throat
.
Her
husband
,
a
thin
,
balding
,
red-haired
man
who
wore
horn-rimmed
glasses
,
looked
around
and
jumped
to
his
feet
.
'
Harry
!
'
Mr.
Weasley
said
,
hurrying
forward
to
greet
him
,
and
shaking
his
hand
vigorously
.
'
Good
to
see
you
!
'
Over
his
shoulder
Harry
saw
Bill
,
who
still
wore
his
long
hair
in
a
ponytail
,
hastily
rolling
up
the
lengths
of
parchment
left
on
the
table
.
'
Journey
all
right
,
Harry
?
'
Bill
called
,
trying
to
gather
up
twelve
scrolls
at
once
.
'M
ad-Eye
did
n't
make
you
come
via
Greenland
,
then
?
'
'
He
tried
,
'
said
Tonks
,
striding
over
to
help
Bill
and
immediately
toppling
a
candle
on
to
the
last
piece
of
parchment
.
'
Oh
no
--
sorry
--
'
'
Here
,
dear
,
'
said
Mrs.
Weasley
,
sounding
exasperated
,
and
she
repaired
the
parchment
with
a
wave
of
her
wand
.
In
the
flash
of
light
caused
by
Mrs.
Weasley
's
charm
Harry
caught
a
glimpse
of
what
looked
like
the
plan
of
a
building
.
