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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.
.
.Mad‐Eye.didn.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..

Mrs.Weasley.had.seen.him.looking..She.snatched.the.plan.off.the.table.and.stuffed.it.into.Bill.s.already.overladen.arms..

.This.sort.of.thing.ought.to.be.cleared.away.promptly.at.the.end.of.meetings,..she.snapped,.before.sweeping.off.towards.an.ancient.dresser.from.which.she.started.unloading.dinner.plates..

Bill.took.out.his.wand,.muttered,..Evanesco!..and.the.scrolls.vanished..

.Sit.down,.Harry,..said.Sirius...You.ve.met.Mundungus,.haven.t.you?..

The.thing.Harry.had.taken.to.be.a.pile.of.rags.gave.a.prolonged,.grunting.snore,
.then.jerked.awake..

.Some.n.say.m.name?..Mundungus.mumbled.sleepily...I..gree.with.Sirius…..He.raised.a.very.grubby.hand.in.the.air.as.though.voting,.his.droopy,.bloodshot.eyes.unfocused..

Ginny.giggled..

.The.meeting.s.over,.Dung,..said.Sirius,.as.they.all.sat.down.around.him.at.the.table...Harry.s.arrived...

.Eh?..said.Mundungus,.peering.balefully.at.Harry.through.his.matted.ginger.hair...Blimey,.so..e..as..Yeah….you.all.right,..Any?..

.Yeah,..said.Harry..

Mundungus.fumbled.nervously.in.his.pockets,.still.staring.at.Harry,.and.pulled.out.a.grimy.black.pipe..He.stuck.it.in.his.mouth,.ignited.the.end.of.it.with.his.


wand.and.took.a.deep.pull.on.it..Great.billowing.clouds.of.greenish.smoke.obscured.him.within.seconds..

.Owe.you.a..pology,..grunted.a.voice.from.the.middle.of.the.smelly.cloud..

.For.the.last.time,.Mundungus,..called.Mrs.Weasley,..will.you.please.not.smoke.that.thing.in.the.kitchen,.especially.not.when.we.re.about.to.eat!..

.Ah,..said.Mundungus...Right..Sorry,.Molly...

The.cloud.of.smoke.vanished.as.Mundungus.stowed.his.pipe.back.in.his.pocket,
.but.an.acrid.smell.of.burning.socks.lingered..

.And.if.you.want.dinner.before.midnight.I.ll.need.a.hand,..Mrs.Weasley.said.to.the.room.at.large...No,.you.can.stay.where.you.are,.Harry.dear,.you.ve.had.a.long.journey...

.What.can.I.do,.Molly?..said.Tonks.enthusiastically,.bounding.forwards..

Mrs.Weasley.hesitated,.looking.apprehensive..

.Er.‐.no,.it.s.all.right,.Tonks,.you.have.a.rest.too,.you.ve.done.enough.today...

.No,.no,.I.want.to.help!..said.Tonks.brightly,.knocking.over.a.chair.as.she.hurried.towards.the.dresser,.from.which.Ginny.was.collecting.cutlery..