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“Good evening, Amycus,” said Dumbledore calmly, as though welcoming the man to a tea party.

His jinx hit Amycus in the chest: He gave a piglike squeal of pain, was lifted off his feet and slammed into the opposite wall, slid down it, and fell out of sight behind Ron, Professor McGonagall, and Lupin, each of whom was battling a separate Death Eater.

“Oh, weaker resistance, slower reflexes, Amycus,” said Dumbledore.

Amycus, the bloke, he teaches what used to be Defense Against the Dark Arts, except now it’s just the Dark Arts.

Alecto, Amycus’s sister, teaches Muggle Studies, which is compulsory for everyone.