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"Maybe there was a fight and — and they dragged him off, Professor?" Harry suggested, trying not to imagine how badly wounded a man would have to be to leave those stains spattered halfway up the walls.
This thought seemed to cheer him up enormously.
Snape's expression was blank, unreadable. Bellatrix, however, let out a cackle of triumphant laughter.
Hagrid raised his bushy eyebrows at the disbelieving expressions on their faces.
"Yeh did as much as yer father would've done, an' I can' give yeh no higher praise than that."
Fudge subsided into what was clearly an aggrieved silence, but it was broken almost immediately by the portrait, which suddenly spoke in its crisp, official voice.
"I don't care," said Harry again, looking with disgust at the writhing, stamping house-elf. "I don't want him."
Hagrid's chest swelled as he looked at Harry.
"So," said Fred impatiently, "it vanished, didn't it? By next morning, it had gone!"
"That was no hurricane," said Fudge miserably.
"There was a beetle on the statue the night we heard Hagrid telling Madame Maxime about his mum!"
And you know how the idiot tried to pay the goblins back?"
Harry looked and saw that she was quite right. He also remembered something.
"Sorry," Harry said hastily. "It's just — I didn't like her either."
"Sirius represented much to you that you had never known before," said Dumbledore gently. "Naturally, the loss is devastating. . . .
But then, with a very faint pop, a slim, hooded figure appeared out of thin air on the edge of the river. The fox froze, wary eyes fixed upon this strange new phenomenon. The figure seemed to take its bearings for a few moments, then set off with light, quick strides, its long cloak rustling over the grass.,