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int；　and　Harry　couldn't　blame　him　。。。he　knew　the　dementors　could　not　touch　him　inside　a　memory；　but　he　remembered　their　power　only　too　well。　The　watching　crowd　recoiled　slightly　as　the　dementors　placed　the　man　in　the　chained　chair　and　glided　back　out　of　the　room。　The　door　swung　shut　behind　them。
　　　Harry　looked　down　at　the　man　now　sitting　in　the　chair　and　saw　that　it　was　Karkaroff。
　　　Unlike　Dumbledore；　Karkaroff　looked　much　younger；　his　hair　and　goatee　were　black。　He　was　not　dressed　in　sleek　furs；　but　in　thin　and　ragged　robes。　He　was　shaking。　Even　as　Harry　watched；　the　chains　on　the　arms　of　the　chair　glowed　suddenly　gold　and　snaked　their　way　up　Karkaroff's　arms；　binding　him　there。
　　　〃Igor　Karkaroff；〃　said　a　curt　voice　to　Harry's　left。　Harry　looked　around　and　saw　Mr。　Crouch　standing　up　in　the　middle　of　the　bench　beside　him。　Crouch's　hair　was　dark；　his　face　was　much　less　lined；　he　looked　fit　and　alert。　〃You　have　been　brought　from　Azkaban　to　present　evidence　to　the　Ministry　of　Magic。　You　have　given　us　to　understand　that　you　have　important　information　for　us。〃
　　　Karkaroff　straightened　himself　as　best　he　could；　tightly　bound　to　the　chair。
　　　〃I　have；　sir；〃　he　said；　and　although　his　voice　was　very　scared；　Harry　could　still　hear　the　familiar　unctuous　note　in　it。　〃I　wish　to　be　of　use　to　the　Ministry。　I　wish　to　help。　I…I　know　that　the　Ministry　is　trying　to…to　round　up　the　last　of　the　Dark　Lords　supporters。　I　am　eager　to　assist　in　any　way　I　can。。。〃
　　　There　was　a　murmur　around　the　benches。　Some　of　the　wizards　and　witches　were　surveying　Karkaroff　with　interest；　others　with　pronounced　mistrust。　Then　Harry　heard；　quite　distinctly；　from　Dumbledores　other　side；　a　familiar；　growling　voice　saying；　〃Filth。〃
　　　Harry　leaned　forward　so　that　he　could　see　past　Dumbledore。　Mad…Eye　Moody　was　sitting　there…except　that　there　was　a　very　noticeable　difference　in　his　appearance。　He　did　not　have　his　magical　eye；　but　two　normal　ones。　Both　were　looking　down　upon　Karkaroff；　and　both　were　narrowed　in　intense　dislike。
　　　〃Crouch　is　going　to　let　him　out；〃　Moody　breathed　quietly　to　Dumbledore。　〃He's　done　a　deal　with　him。　Took　me　six　months　to　track　him　down；　and　Crouch　is　going　to　let　him　go　if　he's　got　enough　new　names。　Let's　hear　his　information；　I　say；　and　throw　him　straight　back　to　the　dementors。〃
　　　Dumbledore　made　a　small　noise　of　dissent　through　his　long；　crooked　nose。
　　　〃Ah；　I　was　forgetting。。。　you　don't　like　the　dementors；　do　you；　Albus？〃　said　Moody　with　a　sardonic　smile。
　　　〃No；〃　said　Dumbledore　calmly；　〃I'm　afraid　I　don't。　I　have　long　felt　the　Ministry　is　wrong　to　ally　itself　with　such　creatures。〃
　　　〃But　for　filth　like　this。。。〃　Moody　said　softly。
　　　〃You　say　you　have　names　for　us；　Karkaroff；〃　said　Mr。　Crouch。　〃Let　us　hear　them；　please。〃
　　　〃You　must　understand；〃　said　Karkaroff　hurriedly；　〃that　He…Who…Must…Not…Be…Named　operated　always　in　the　greatest　secrecy。。。　He　preferred　that　we…I　mean　to　say；　his　supporters…and　I　regret　now；　very　deeply；　that　I　ever　counted　myself　among　them…〃
　　　〃Get　on　with　it；〃　sneered　Moody。
　　　〃we　never　knew　the　names　of　every　one　of　our　fellows…He　alone　knew　exactly　who　we　all　were…〃
　　　〃Which　was　a　wise　move；　wasn't　it；　as　it　prevented　someone　like　you；　Karkaroff；　from　turning　all　of　them　in；〃　muttered　Moody。
　　　〃Yet　you　say　you　have　some　names　for　us？〃　said　Mr。　Crouch。
　　　〃I…I　do；〃　said　Karkaroff　breathlessly。　〃And　these　were　important　supporters；　mark　you。　People　I　saw　with　my　own　eyes　doing　his　bidding。　I　give　this　information　as　a　sign　that　I　fully　and　totally　renounce　him；　and　am　filled　with　a　remorse　so　deep　I　can　barely…〃
　　　〃These　names　are？〃　said　Mr。　Crouch　sharply。
　　　Karkaroff　drew　a　deep　breath。
　　　〃There　was　Antonin　Dolohov；〃　he　said。　〃I…I　saw　him　torture　countless　Muggles　and…and　non…supporters　of　the　Dark　Lord。〃
　　　〃And　helped　him　do　it；〃　murmured　Moody。
　　　〃We　have　already　apprehended　Dolohov；〃　said　Crouch。　〃He　was　caught　shortly　after　yourself。〃
　　　〃Indeed？〃　said　Karkaroff；　his　eyes　widening。　〃I…I　am　delighted　to　hear　it！〃
　　　But　he　didn't　look　it。　Harry　could　tell　that　this　news　had　e　as　a　real　blow　to　him。　One　of　his　names　was　worthless。
　　　〃Any　others？〃　said　Crouch　coldly。
　　　〃Why；　yes　。。。there　was　Rosier；〃　said　Karkaroff　hurriedly。　〃Evan　Rosier。〃
　　　〃Rosier　is　dead；〃　said　Crouch。　〃He　was　caught　shortly　after　you　were　too。　He　preferred　to　fight　rather　than　e　quietly　and　was　killed　in　the　struggle。〃
　　　〃Took　a　bit　of　me　with　him；　though；〃　whispered　Moody　to　Harry's　right。　Harry　looked　around　at　him　once　more；　and　saw　him　indicating　the　large　chunk　out　of　his　nose　to　Dumbledore。
　　　〃No…no　more　than　Rosier　deserved！〃　said　Karkaroff；　a　real　note　of　panic　in　his　voice　now。　Harry　could　see　that　he　was　starting　to　worry　that　none　of　his　information　would　be　of　any　use　to　the　Ministry。　Karkaroff's　eyes　darted　toward　the　door　in　the　corner；　behind　which　the　dementors　undoubtedly　still　stood；　waiting。
　　　〃Any　more？〃　said　Crouch。
　　　〃Yes！〃　said　Karkaroff。　〃There　was　Travers…he　helped　murder　the　McKinnons！　Mulciber…he　specialized　in　the　Imperius　Curse；　forced　countless　people　to　do　horrific　things！　Rookwood；　who　was　a　spy；　and　passed　He…Who…Must…Not…Be…Named　useful　information　from　inside　the　Ministry　itself！〃
　　　Harry　could　tell　that；　this　time；　Karkaroff　had　struck　gold。　The　watching　crowd　was　all　murmuring　together。
　　　〃Rookwood？〃　said　Mr。　Crouch；　nodding　to　a　witch　sitting　in　front　of　him；　who　began　scribbling　upon　her　piece　of　parchment。　〃Augustus　Rookwood　of　the　Department　of　Mysteries？〃
　　　〃The　very　same；〃　said　Karkaroff　eagerly。　〃I　believe　he　used　a　network　of　well…placed　wizards；　both　inside　the　Ministry　and　out；　to　collect　information…〃
　　　〃But　Travers　and　Mulciber　we　have；〃　said　Mr。　Crouch。　〃Very　well；　Karkaroff；　if　that　is　all；　you　will　be　returned　to　Azkaban　while　we　decide…〃
　　　〃Not　yet！〃　cried　Karkaroff；　looking　quite　desperate。　〃Wait；　I　have　more！〃
　　　Harry　could　see　him　sweating　in　the　torchlight；　his　white　skin　contrasting　strongly　with　the　black　of　his　hair　and　beard。
　　　〃Snape！〃　he　shouted。　〃Severus　Snape！〃
　　　〃Snape　has　been　cleared　by　this　council；〃　said　Crouch　disdainfully。　〃He　has　been　vouched　for　by　Albus　Dumbledore。〃
　　　〃No！〃　shouted　Karkaroff；　straining　at　the　chains　that　bound　him　to　the　chair。　〃I　assure　you！　Severus　Snape　is　a　Death　Eater！〃
　　　Dumbledore　had　gotten　to　his　feet。
　　　〃I　have　given　evidence　already　on　this　matter；〃　he　said　calmly。　〃Severus　Snape　was　indeed　a　Death　Eater。　However；　he　rejoined　our　side　before　Lord　Voldemort's　downfall　and　turned　spy　for　us；　at　great　personal　risk。　He　is　now　no　more　a　Death　Eater　than　I　am。〃
　　　Harry　turned　to　look　at　Mad…Eye　Moody。　He　was　wearing　a　look　of　deep　skepticism　behind　Dumbledore's　back。
　　　〃Very　well；　Karkaroff；〃　Crouch　said　coldly；　〃you　have　been　of　assistance。　I　shall　review　your　case。　You　will　return　to　Azkaban　in　the　meantime。。。〃
　　　Mr。　Crouch's　voice　faded。　Harry　looked　around；　the　dungeon　was　dissolving　as　though　it　were　made　of　smoke；　everything　was　fading；　he　could　see　only　his　own　body…all　else　was　swirling　darkness。。。
　　　And　then；　the　dungeon　returned。　Harry　was　sitting　in　a　different　seat；　still　on　the　highest　bench；　but　now　to　the　left　side　of　Mr。　Crouch。　The　atmosphere　seemed　quite　different：　relaxed；　even　cheerful。　The　witches　and　wizards　all　around　the　walls　were　talking　to　one　another；　almost　as　though　they　were　at　some　sort　of　sporting　event。　Harry　noticed　a　witch　halfway　up　the　rows　of　benches　opposite。　She　had　short　blonde　hair；　was　wearing　magenta　robes；　and　was　sucking　the　end　of　an　acid…green　quill。　It　was；　unmistakably；　a　younger　Rita　Skeeter。　Harry　looked　around；　Dumbledore　was　sitting　beside　him　again；　wearing　different　robes。　Mr。　Crouch　looked　more　tired　and　somehow　fiercer；　gaunter。。。　Harry　understood。　It　was　a　different　memory；　a　different　day　。。。a　different　trial。
　　　The　door　in　the　corner　opened；　and　Ludo　Bagman　walked　into　the　room。
　　　This　was　not；　however；　a　Ludo　Bagman　gone　to　seed；　but　a　Ludo　Bagman　who　was　clearly　at　the　height　of　his　Quidditch…playing　fitness。　His　nose　wasn't　broken　now；　he　was　tall　and　lean　and　muscular。　Bagman　looked　nervous　as　he　sat　down　in　the　chained　chair；　but　it　did　not　bind　him　there　as　it　had　bound　Karkaroff；　and　Bagman；　perh