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 But she wanted to know if he was a wizard. Because sheâs⌠a wizard.
   âWeâre not done with that,â  he says, warningly.  âThe other thing.â  Pull yourself together, Murdock. Maybe she really believes it, maybe â God help him â itâs true, but either way, a man is missing.
   âTell me about him. Anything that might help.â
    âHe had persimmons for breakfast. And coffee.âÂ
   She remembers: the juices ran down his chin and he laughed and exclaimed silly me! And did a dance in his seat, serious and silly all at once. Several drops fell onto the sofa, and he thought to apologize, but Luna had told him that the sofa told her it was hardly the stickiest substance that that sofa had seen.
   After a pause, she brightens, just a tiny, miniscule, infinitesimal amount. Itâs in the way her spine straightens. âRuns the Quibbler. I have the latest edition -- if youâd like to read it?â But before sheâs finished the question, she is already pulling it from her pea coat. âMinister Scrimgeour has a feature.â











