Uncle Vernon stopped, his fist still raised, his face an ugly puce.
¡°Black woz a big supporter of You-Know-¡®Oo,¡± he said.
Black's gaunt face broke into the first true smile Harry had seen upon it. The difference it made was startling, as though a person ten years younger were shining through the starved mask; for a moment, he was recognizable as the man who had laughed at Harry's parents¡¯ wedding.
There was a knock on the door. Harry hastily stuffed the Marauder's Map and the Invisibility Cloak into his pocket.