The exceptions were two men a little ahead of them, standing just outside the Three Broomsticks. One was very tall and thin; squinting through his rain-washed glasses Harry recognized the barman who worked in the other Hogsmeade pub, the Hogโs Head. As Harry, Ron, and Hermione drew closer, the barman drew his cloak more tightly around his neck and walked away, leaving the shorter man to fumble with something in his arms. They were barely feet from him when Harry realized who the man was. โMundungus!
J. K. RowlingAh, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic far beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!
J. K. RowlingTheyโre evacuating the younger kids and everyoneโs meeting in the Great Hall to get organized. Weโre fighting.
J. K. RowlingThis exchange marked the beginning of Mr. Malfoy's long campaign to have me removed from my post as headmaster of Hogwarts, and of mine to have him removed from his position as Lord Voldemort's Favorite Death Eater. My response prompted several further letters from Mr. Malfoy, but as they consisted mainly of opprobrious remarks on my sanity, parentage, and hygiene, their relevance to this commentary is remote.
J. K. Rowling