dedalus diggle. he never had muse.”
”you t blame them,” said dumbledently. ”weve had
precious little to celebrate for eleven years.”
”i know that,” said prall irritably. ”but thats
o lose our heads. pe dht careless,
out os in broad daylight, not even dressed in muggle
clothes, sing rumors.”
she thre, sideways gla dumbledore here, as though
hoping he was going to tell her something, but he didnt, so she
went o would be if, on the very day youknow-who
seems to have disappeared at last, the muggles found out about us
all. i suppose he really has gone, dumbledore?”
”it ly seems so,” said dumbledore. ”we have much to be
thankful for. would you on drop?”
”a what?”
”a lemon drop. theyre a kind of muggle sweet im rather fond of”
”no, thank you,” said prall coldly, as though
she didnt think this was the moment for lemon drops. ”as i say,
even if you-know-who has gone -”
”my dear professor, surely a sensible person like yourself
call him by his his you- know-who nonsense -- for eleven
years i have been trying to persuade people to call him by his proper
name: voldemort.” prall fli dumbledore,
who was unstion drops, seemed not to all
gets so g if we keep saying you-know-who. i have never
seehtened of sayis name.
”i know you haven t, said prall, sounding
half exasperated, half admiring. ”but youre different. everyone
knows youre the only one you-know- ht, voldemort,
was frightened of.”
”you flatter me,” said dumbledore calmly. ”voldemort had powers
i will never have.”
”only because youre too -- well -- hem.”
”its lucky its dark. i havent blushed so muce madam
pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs."