"Yes. He wasn't surprised when I told him, which was a bit... well, concerning" Hermione said, biting her lip. "He said the King had confirmed it for him. And he was dodgy about it, saying that he'd mentioned it that night we were invited, but he told me he didn't remember anything from that night" Hermione was speaking fast now, as the thoughts she'd pushed to the back of her mind were making their way out in an unstoppable stream of word-vomit. "And at first I thought there was no way he could have gone back there to see the King. Even when he was being evasive, I thought that he just didn’t want to tell  you  because it was an insult to answer such an obvious question, like you were goading him, you know? But he wouldn’t tell me either, Harry. He avoided the question and now that he's gone, I'm almost certain -" She didn't finish, because saying it out loud would make it true, and she didn't want it to be true.  