第17节

“D-diffindo，”shesaid，pointingherwａｎｄatRon，whoroaredinpainassheslashedopenthekneeofhisjeans，leavingadeepcut.“Oh，I’msosorry，Ron，myhａｎｄ’sshaking!Diffindo!”

Theseveredropesfellaway.Rongottohisfeet，shakinghisarmstoregainfeelinginthem.HarrypickeduphiswａｎｄａｎｄclimbedoverallthedebristowherethelargeblondDeathEaterwassprawledacrossthebench.

“Ishould’verecognizedhim，hewastherethenightDumbledoredied，”hesaid.HeturnedoverthedarkerDeathEaterwithhisfoot;theman’seyesmovedrapidlybetweenHarry，RonａｎｄHermione.

“That’sDolohov，”saidRon.“Irecognizehimfromtheoldwantedposters.Ithinkthebigone’sThorfinnRowle.”

“Nevermindwhatthey’recalled!”saidHermionealittlehysterically.“Howdidtheyfindus?Whatarewegoingtodo?”

SomehowherpanicseemedtoclearHarry’shead.

“Lockthedoor，”hetoldher，“ａｎｄRon，turnoutthelights.”

HelookeddownattheparalyzedDolohov，thinkingfastasthelockclickedａｎｄRonusedtheDeluminatortoplungethecaféintodarkness.HarrycouldhearthemenwhohadjeeredatHermioneearlier，yellingatanothergirlinthedistance.

“Whatarewegoingtodowiththem?”RonwhisperedtoHarrythroughthedark;then，evenmorequietly，“Killthem?They’dkillus.Theyhadagoodgojustnow.”

Hermioneshudderedａｎｄtookastepbackward.Harryshookhishead.

“Wejustneedtowipetheirmemories，”saidHarry.“It’sbetterlikethat，it’llthrowthemoffthescent.Ifwekilledthemit’dbeobviouswewerehere.”

“You’retheboss，”saidRon，soundingprofoundlyrelieved.“ButI’veneverdownaMemoryCharm.”

“NorhaveI，”saidHermione，“butIknowthetheory.”

Shetookadeep，calmingbreath，thenpointedherwａｎｄatDolohov’sforeheadａｎｄsaid，“Obliviate.”

Atonce，Dolohov’seyesbecameunfocusedａｎｄdreamy.

“Brilliant!”saidHarry，clappingherontheback.“TakecareoftheotheroneａｎｄthewaitresswhileRonａｎｄIclearup.”“Clearup?”saidRon，lookingaroundatthepartlydestroyedcafé.“Why?”

“Don’tyouthinktheymightwonderwhat’shappenediftheywakeupａｎｄfindthemselvesinaplacethatlookslikeit’sjustbeenbombed?”

“Ohright，yeah”

Ronstruggledforamomentbeforemanagingtoextracthiswａｎｄfromhispocket.

“It’snowonderIcan’tgetitout，Hermione，youpackedmyoldjeans，they’retight.”