C H A P T E R T W E N T Y - O N E THE HOUSE-ELF LIBERATION FRONT arry, Ron, and Hermione went up to the Owlery that evening to find Pigwidgeon, so that Harry could send H Sirius a letter telling him that he had managed to get past his dragon unscathed. On the way, Harry filled Ron in on everything Sirius had told him about Karkaroff. Though shocked at first to hear that Karkaroff had been a Death Eater, by the time they en- tered the Owlery Ron was saying that they ought to have suspected it all along. “Fits, doesn’t it?” he said. “Remember what Malfoy said on the train, about his dad being friends with Karkaroff? Now we know where they knew each other. They were probably running around in masks together at the World Cup. . . . I’ll tell you one thing, though, Harry, if it was Karkaroff who put your name in the gob- let, he’s going to be feeling really stupid now, isn’t he? Didn’t work, did it? You only got a scratch! Come here — I’ll do it —” Pigwidgeon was so overexcited at the idea of a delivery he was ‘ 363 ‘