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Stan Shunpike." said Ron.

　　　"Like 'ell you are." said the man called Scabior. "We know Stan Shunpike, 'e's put a bit of work our way."

There was another thud.
"Penelope Clearwater." said Hermione. She sounded terrified, but convincing. "What's your blood status?"
　　　"I'b Bardy," said Ron, and Harry could tell that his mouth was full of blood. "Bardy Weasley."
Half-Blood." said Hermione.

　　　"Easy enough to check," said Scabior. "But the 'ole lot of 'em look like they could still be 'ogwarts age -"

"We'b lebt," said Ron.

　　　"A Weasley?" rasped Greyback. "So you're related to blood traitors even if you're not a Mudblood. And lastly, your pretty little friend . . ." The relish in his voice made Harry's flesh crawl.

"Easy, Greyback." said Scabior over the jeering of the others.

　　　"Oh, I'm not going to bite just yet. We'll see if she's a bit quicker at remembering her name than Barny. Who are you, girly?