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Master . . . Master " he murmured.
Wormtail was gasping and moaning with agony. Not until Harry felt Wormtail's anguished breath on his face did he realize that Wormtail was right in front of him.
He was still hesitating when a scream shattered the silence.
"She told me that the Triwizard Tournament would be played at Hogwarts this year. She told me that she knew of a faithful Death Eater who would be only too willing to help me, if I could only contact him. She told me many things. . . but the means I used to break the Memory Charm upon her were powerful, and when I had extracted all useful information from her, her mind and body were both damaged beyond repair. She had now served her purpose. I could not possess her. I disposed of her."
"We will, Master...."
"Flesh - of the servant - w-willingly given - you will - revive - your master. "
"Macnair!" Harry continued.
"That will do," said Voldemort.
anything. . .
"And what became of Wormtail after you attacked Moody?" said Dumbledore.
"And yet you ran from my Mark, when a faithful Death Eater sent it into the sky last summer?" said Voldemort lazily, and Mr. Malfoy stopped talking abruptly. "Yes, I know all about that, Lucius. . . . You have disappointed me. ... I expect more faithful service in the future."
The champions nodded.
"What's going on? What's happened?"
Dumbledore bent down over Moody's limp form and put a hand inside his robes. He pulled out Moody's hip flask and a set of keys on a ring. Then he turned to Professors McGonagall and Snape.
"No, my Lord . . . never, my Lord . . ."