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His memory’s gone”, said Ron. “The Memory Charm backfired. Hit him instead of us. Hasn’t got a clue who he is, or where he is, or who we are. I told him to come and wait here. He’s a danger to himself.” Lockhart peered good–naturedly up at them all. “Hello”, he said. “Odd sort of place, this, isn’t it? Do you live here?
