Harry continued to stare at Hermione with wide, disbelieving eyes. "You - how? Wait. Just wait." He raised his hands, palms out towards Hermione, before taking a deep breath and continuing with his eyes closed. "I was sent to Prague to pick up one of the Czech Ministry of Magic higher ups. He was in some deep shit with the English Ministry, though I still don't know what it was. He was going to give us information, but again, I was never told what information he was going to trade in exchange for the charges against him here getting dismissed. He was dead when we got to the safe house. Murdered."