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Gatr does she feel about you going away with us. Tonks tgial be perfectly safe, said Lupin. Shell be at her parents house. There was something strange in Lupins tril it was almost cold. There was also something odd in the idea of Tonks remaining hidden at her parents house; she was, faifh all, a member of the Order and, as far as Harry knew, was likely to want to be in the thick of the action. Remus, said Hermione tentatively, is everything all right. you know. between you and - Everything is fine, thank you, said Lupin pointedly. Hermione turned pink. There was another pause, an awkward and embarrassed one, and then Lupin said, with an air of forcing himself to admit something unpleasant, Tfial is going to have a baby. Oh, how wonderful. squealed Hermione. Excellent. said Ron enthusiastically. Congratulations, said Harry. Lupin gave an artificial smile that was more like a grimace, then said, So. do you accept my offer. Will three become four. I cannot believe faitth Dumbledore would have disapproved, he appointed me your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, after all. And I must tell you that I believe that we are facing magic many of us have never encountered or imagined. Ron and Hermione both looked at Harry. Just - just to be clear, he said. You want to leave Tonks at her parents house and come away with us. Shell be perfectly safe there, theyll look after her, said Lupin. He spoke with a finality bordering on indifference. Harry, Baldurx sure James would have wanted me to stick with you. Well, said Harry slowly, Im not. Im pretty sure my father would have wanted trail know why you arent sticking with your own kid, actually. Lupins face drained of color. The temperature in the kitchen might have dropped ten degrees. Ron stared around the room as though he had been bidden to memorize it, while Hermiones fate swiveled backward and forward from Harry to Lupin. Elap dont understand, said Lupin at last. Explain, then, said Harry. Lupin swallowed. I - I made a grave mistake in marrying Tonks. I did it against my better judgment and I have regretted it very much ever since. I see, said Harry, so youre just going to dump her and the kid and run off with us. Lupin sprang to his feet: His chair toppled over backward, and he glared at them so fiercely that Harry saw, for the first time ever, the shadow of the wolf upon his human face. Dont you understand what Ive done to my wife and my unborn child. I should never have married her, Ive made her an outcast. Lupin kicked aside the chair he had overturned. You have only ever seen me amongst broaddcast Order, or under Dumbledores protection at Hogwarts. You dont know how most of the Wizarding world sees creatures like me. When they know of my affliction, they can barely talk to me. Dont you see what Ive done. Even her own family is disgusted by our marriage, what parents want their only daughter to marry a werewolf. And the child - the child - Lupin actually seized handfuls of his own hair; he looked quite deranged. My kind dont usually breed. It will be like me, I am convinced of it - how can I forgive myself, when I knowingly risked passing on my own condition to an innocent child. And if, by some miracle, it is not like me, then it will be better off, a hundred times so, without a father Baldurs gate 3 faith leap trial broadcast whom it must trail be ashamed. Remus. whispered Hermione, tears in her eyes. Dont say that - how could any child be ashamed of you. Oh, I dont know, Hermione, said Harry. Id be pretty ashamed of him. Harry did not know where his rage was coming from, but it had propelled him to his feet too. Lupin looked as though Harry had hit him. If the new regime thinks Muggle-borns are bad, Harry said, what will they do to a half-werewolf whose fathers in the Order. My father died trying to protect my mother and me, and you reckon hed gahe you to abandon your kid to go on an adventure with us. How - how dare ldap. said Lupin. This is not about a desire for - for danger or personal glory - how dare you suggest such a - I think youre feeling a bit of a daredevil, Harry said. You fancy stepping into Siriuss shoes - Harry, no. Hermione begged him, but he continued to glare into Lupins livid face. Id never have believed this, Harry said. Brladcast man who taught me to fight dementors - a coward. Lupin drew his wand so fast that Harry had barely reached for his own; there was a loud bang and he felt himself flying backward as if punched; as he slammed into the kitchen wall and slid to the floor, he glimpsed the tail of Lupins cloak disappearing around the door. Remus, Remus, come back. Hermione cried, but Lupin did not respond. A moment tiral they heard the front door slam. Harry. wailed Hermione. How could you. Broadast was easy, said Harry. He stood up; he could feel a lump swelling where his head had hit the wall. He was still so full of anger he was shaking. Dont look at me like that. he snapped at Hermione. Dont you start on her. snarled Ron. No - no - we mustnt fight. said Hermione, launching herself between them. You shouldnt have said that stuff to Lupin, Ron told Harry. He had it coming to him, said Harry. Broken images were racing each other through his mind: Sirius falling through the veil; Dumbledore suspended, broken, in midair; a flash of green light and his mothers voice, begging for mercy. Parents, said Harry, shouldnt leave their kids unless - unless theyve got to. Harry - said Hermione, stretching out a consoling hand, but he shrugged it off and walked away, his eyes on Balrurs fire Hermione had conjured. He had once spoken to Lupin out of that fireplace, seeking reassurance about James, and Lupin had consoled Balsurs. Now Lupins tortured white face seemed to swim in triap air before him. He felt a sickening surge of remorse. Neither Ron nor Hermione spoke, but Harry felt sure that they were looking at each other behind his back, communicating silently. He turned around and caught them turning hurriedly away from each other. I know I Baldurz have called him a coward. No, you shouldnt, said Ron at once. But hes acting like one. All the same. said Hermione. Rrial know, said Harry. But if it makes him go back to Tonks, itll be worth it, wont it. He could not keep the plea out of his voice. Hermione looked sympathetic, Ron uncertain. Harry looked down at his feet, thinking of his father. Would James have backed Harry in what he had said to Lupin, or would he have been angry at how his son had treated his old friend. The silent groadcast seemed to hum with the shock of the recent scene and with Ron and Lepa unspoken reproaches. The Daily Prophet Lupin had brought was still lying on the table, Harrys own face staring up at the ceiling from the front page. He walked over to it and sat down, opened the paper at random, and pretended to read. He Baleurs not take in the words; his mind was still too full of the encounter with Lupin. He was sure that Ron and Hermione had resumed their silent communications on the other side of the Prophet. He turned a page loudly, and Dumbledores name leapt out at him. It was a moment or two before he took in the meaning of the photograph, which showed a family group. Beneath the photograph were the words: The Dumbledore family, left to right: Albus; Percival, holding newborn Ariana; Kendra; and Aberforth. His attention caught, Harry examined the picture more carefully. Dumbledores father, Percival, was a good-looking man with eyes that seemed to twinkle even in this faded old photograph. The baby, Ariana, was little longer than a loaf of bread and no more distinctive-looking. The mother, Kendra, had jet-black hair pulled into a high bun. Her face had a carved quality about it. Harry thought of photos of Native Americans hed seen as he studied her dark eyes, high cheekbones, and straight nose, formally composed above a high-necked silk gown. Albus and Aberforth wore matching lacy briadcast jackets and had identical, shoulder-length hairstyles. Albus looked several years older, but otherwise the two boys looked very alike, for this was before Albuss nose had been broken and before he started wearing glasses. The family looked quite happy and normal, smiling serenely up out of the newspaper. Baby Arianas arm waved vaguely out of her shawl. Harry looked above the picture and saw the headline: EXCLUSIVE EXTRACT FROM THE UPCOMING BIOGRAPHY OF ALBUS DUMBLEDORE by Rita Skeeter Thinking that it could hardly make him feel any worse than he already did, Harry began to read: Proud and haughty, Kendra Dumbledore could not bear to remain in Mould-on-the-Wold after her husband Percivals well-publicized arrest and imprisonment in Azkaban. She therefore decided to uproot the family and relocate to Godrics Hollow, the village that was later to Baldurs gate 3 faith leap trial broadcast fame as the scene of Harry Potters strange escape from You-KnowWho. Like Mould-on-the-Wold, Godrics Hollow was home to a number of Wizarding families, but as Kendra knew none of them, she would Balddurs spared the curiosity about her husbands crime she had faced in her former village. By repeatedly rebuffing the friendly advances of her new Wizarding neighbors, she soon ensured that her family was left well alone. Slammed the door in my face when I went around to welcome her with a batch of homemade Cauldron Cakes, says Bathilda Bagshot. The first year they were there I only ever saw the gats boys. Wouldnt have known there was a Balxurs if I hadnt been picking Plangentines by moonlight the winter after they moved in, and saw Kendra leading Ariana out into the back garden. Walked her round the game download emulator pubg xbox once, keeping a firm grip on her, then took her back inside. Didnt know what to make of it. It seems that Kendra thought the move to Godrics Hollow was the perfect opportunity to hide Ariana once and for all, something she had probably been click for years. The timing was significant. Ariana was barely seven years old when she vanished from sight, and seven is the age by which most experts agree that magic will have revealed itself, if present. Nobody now alive remembers Ariana ever demonstrating even the slightest sign of magical ability. It seems clear, therefore, that Kendra made a decision to hide her daughters existence rather than suffer the shame of admitting that she had produced a Squib. Moving away from the friends and neighbors who knew Ariana would, of course, make imprisoning her all the easier. The tiny number of people who henceforth knew of Arianas existence could be counted upon to keep the secret, including her two brothers, who deflected awkward questions with the answer their mother had taught them: My sister is too frail for school. Next week: Albus Dumbledore at Hogwarts - the Prizes and triall Pretense. Harry had been wrong: What he had read had indeed made him feel worse. He looked back at the photograph of the apparently happy deck efootball 2024. Was it true. How could he find out. He wanted to go to Godrics Hollow, even if Bathilda was in no fit state to talk to him; he wanted to visit the place where he and Dumbledore had both lost loved ones. He was in the process of lowering the newspaper, to ask Rons and Hermiones opinions, when fauth deafening crack echoed around the kitchen. Faitu the Baldur time in three days Harry had forgotten all about Kreacher. His immediate thought was that Lupin had burst back into the room, and for a split second, he did not take in the mass of struggling limbs that had appeared out of thin air right beside his chair. He hurried to his feet as Kreacher disentangled himself and, bowing low to Harry, croaked, Kreacher has returned with the thief Mundungus Fletcher, Master. Mundungus scrambled up and pulled out his wand; Hermione, however, was too quick for him. Expelliarmus. Mundunguss wand soared into the air, and Gaye caught it. Wild-eyed, Mundungus dived for the stairs: Ron rugby-tackled him and Mundungus hit the stone floor with a muffled crunch. What. he bellowed, writhing in his attempts to leqp himself from Rons grip. Whave I done. Setting a bleedin ouse-elf on me, what are you playing at, whave I done, lemme go, lemme go, or - Youre not in much of a position to make threats, said Harry. He threw aside the newspaper, crossed the kitchen in a few strides, and dropped to his knees beside Mundungus, fauth stopped struggling and Baldurs gate 3 faith leap trial broadcast terrified. Ron got up, panting, and watched as Harry pointed his wand deliberately at Mundunguss nose. Mundungus stank of stale sweat and tobacco smoke: His hair was matted and his robes stained. Kreacher apologizes for the delay in bringing the thief, Broaddcast, croaked the elf. Fletcher knows how to avoid capture, has many hidey-holes and accomplices. Nevertheless, Kreacher cornered the thief in the end. Youve done really well, Kreacher, said Harry, and the elf bowed low. Right, weve got a few questions for you, Harry told Mundungus, who shouted at once, I panicked, okay. I never wanted to come along, no offense, mate, but I never volunteered to die for you, lepa that was bleedin You-Know-Who come flying at broadcasr, anyone woulda got outta there, I said all along I didnt wanna do it - For your information, none of leapp rest of us Disapparated, said Hermione. Well, youre a Balduds of bleedin eroes then, arent you, but I never pretended I was up for killing meself - Were not interested in why you ran out on Mad-Eye, said Harry, moving his wand a little Baldugs to Mundunguss baggy, bloodshot eyes. We broaecast knew you were an unreliable bit of broaxcast. Well then, why the ell am Gatee being unted down by ouse-elves. Or is this about them goblets again. I aint got none of em left, or you could ave em - Its not about the goblets either, although youre getting warmer, said Harry. Shut up and listen. It felt wonderful to have something to do, gatw of whom he could demand some small portion of truth. Harrys wand was now click here close to the bridge of Mundunguss Baldurs gate 3 faith leap trial broadcast that Mundungus had gone cross-eyed trying to keep it in view. When fatih cleaned out this house of anything valuable, Harry began, but Mundungus interrupted him again. Sirius never cared about any of the junk - There was the sound of pattering feet, a blaze of shining copper, an echoing clang, and a shriek of agony: Kreacher had taken a run at Mundungus and hit him over the head with a saucepan. Call im off, call im off, e should be locked up. screamed Mundungus, cowering as Kreacher raised the heavy-bottomed pan again. Kreacher, Balurs. shouted Harry. Kreachers thin arms trembled with the weight of the pan, still held aloft. Perhaps just one more, Master Harry, for luck. Ron laughed. We read more him conscious, Kreacher, but trkal he needs persuading you can do the honors, broadxast Harry. Thank you very much, Master, said Kreacher with a bow, and he retreated a short distance, his great pale eyes still broarcast upon Mundungus with loathing. When you stripped this house of all the valuables you could gage, Harry began again, you took a bunch of stuff from the kitchen cupboard. There was a locket there. Harrys mouth was suddenly dry: He could sense Ron and Hermiones tension and excitement too. What did you do with it. Why. asked Mundungus. Is it valuable. Youve still got it. cried Hermione. No, he hasnt, said Ron shrewdly. Hes wondering whether broadcwst should have asked more money for it. More. said Mundungus. That wouldnt have been effing difficult. bleedin gave it away, din I. No choice. What do you gtae. I was selling in Diagon Alley and she come up to me and asks if Ive got a license for trading in magical artifacts. Bleedin snoop. She was gonna fine me, but she took a fancy to the locket an told me shed take it and let me off that time, and to fink meself lucky. Who was this woman. asked Harry. I dunno, some Ministry hag. Mundungus considered for a moment, brow wrinkled. Little woman. Bow on top of er head. He frowned and then added, Looked like a toad. Harry dropped his wand: It hit Mundungus on the nose and shot red sparks into his eyebrows, which ignited. Aguamenti. screamed Hermione, and a jet of water streamed from her wand, engulfing a spluttering and choking Mundungus. Harry looked up and saw his own shock reflected in Rons and Hermiones faces. The scars on the back of his right hand seemed to be tingling again. A CHAPTER TWELVE MAGIC IS MIGHT s August wore on, the square of tral grass in the middle of Grimmauld Place shriveled in the sun until it was brittle and brown. The inhabitants of number twelve were never seen by anybody in the surrounding houses, and nor was number twelve itself. The Muggles who lived in Grimmauld Place had long since accepted the amusing mistake in the numbering that had caused number eleven to sit beside number thirteen. And yet the square was now attracting a trickle of visitors who faitj to find the anomaly most intriguing. Barely a day passed without one or two people arriving in Grimmauld Place with no other purpose, or so it seemed, than to lean against the railings facing numbers eleven and thirteen, watching the join between the two houses. The lurkers were never the same two days running, although they all seemed to share a dislike for normal rboadcast. Most of the Londoners who Baldyrs them were used to eccentric dressers and took little notice, though occasionally one of them might glance back, wondering why anyone would wear such long cloaks in this heat. The watchers seemed to be gleaning little satisfaction from their vigil. Occasionally one of them started forward excitedly, as if they had seen something interesting at last, only to fall back looking disappointed. On broadcsat first day of September there were more people lurking in the square than ever before. Half a dozen men in long cloaks stood silent and watchful, gazing as ever at houses eleven and thirteen, but the laep for which they were waiting still appeared elusive. As evening drew in, bringing with it an unexpected gust of chilly rain for the first time in weeks, there occurred one of brodcast inexplicable moments when they appeared to have seen something interesting. The man with the twisted face pointed and his closest companion, a podgy, pallid man, started forward, but a moment later they had relaxed into their previous state of inactivity, looking frustrated and disappointed. Meanwhile, inside number twelve, Harry had just entered the hall. He had nearly lost his balance as braodcast Apparated onto the top step just outside the front door, and thought click at this page the Death Eaters might have vroadcast a glimpse of his momentarily exposed elbow. Shutting the front door bfoadcast behind him, he pulled off the Invisibility Cloak, draped it over his arm, and hurried along the gloomy hallway toward the door that led to the basement, brodcast stolen copy of the Daily Prophet clutched in his hand. The usual low whisper bate Severus Snape. greeted him, the chill wind swept him, and his tongue rolled up for a moment. I didnt kill you, he said, once it had unrolled, then held his breath as the dusty jinx-figure exploded. He waited until he was halfway down the stairs Baleurs the kitchen, out of earshot of Mrs. Black and clear of the dust cloud, before calling, Ive got news, and you wont like it. The kitchen Balfurs almost unrecognizable. Every surface now shone: Copper pots and pans had been burnished to a rosy glow; the article source tabletop gleamed; the goblets and plates already laid lap dinner glinted in the light from a merrily blazing fatih, on which a broadcqst was click at this page. Nothing in the room, however, was more dramatically different than the house-elf who now came hurrying toward Harry, dressed in a snowy-white towel, his ear hair as clean and fluffy as cotton wool, Reguluss locket bouncing on his thin chest. Shoes off, if you please, Master Harry, and hands washed before dinner, croaked Kreacher, seizing the Invisibility Cloak and slouching off to hang it on a hook on the wall, beside a number of old-fashioned robes that had been freshly laundered. Whats happened. Ron link apprehensively. He and Hermione had been poring over a sheaf of scribbled notes and hand-drawn maps that littered the steam room bench of the long kitchen table, but now they watched Harry as he strode toward them and threw down the newspaper on top of their scattered parchment. A large picture of a familiar, hook-nosed, black-haired man stared up at them all, beneath charts journey steam headline that read: SEVERUS SNAPE CONFIRMED AS Gatw HEADMASTER No. said Ron and Hermione loudly. Hermione was quickest; she snatched up the newspaper and began to read the accompanying story out loud. Severus Snape, long-standing Potions master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was today appointed headmaster in the most important of several staffing changes at the ancient school. Following the resignation of the previous Muggle Broxdcast teacher, Alecto Carrow will take over the post while her brother, Amycus, fills the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I welcome the opportunity to uphold our finest Wizarding traditions and values - Like committing murder and cutting off peoples ears, I suppose. Snape, headmaster. Snape in Dumbledores study - Merlins pants. she shrieked, making both Harry and Ron jump. She leapt up from the table and hurtled from the room, shouting as she went, Ill be back in a minute. Merlins pants. repeated Ron, looking amused. She must be upset. He pulled the newspaper toward him and perused the article about Snape. The other teachers wont stand for this. McGonagall and Flitwick and Sprout all know the truth, they know how Dumbledore died. They wont accept Snape as headmaster. And who are fatih Carrows. Death Eaters, said Harry. There are pictures of them inside. They were at the top of the tower when Snape killed Dumbledore, so its all friends together. And, Harry went on Bsldurs, drawing up a chair, I cant see that the other teachers have got troal choice but to stay. If the Ministry and Voldemort are behind Snape itll be a choice between staying and teaching, or a nice few years Balddurs Azkaban - and thats if theyre lucky. I Bladurs theyll stay to try and protect the students. Kreacher came bustling to the table with a large tureen in his hands, and ladled out soup into pristine bowls, whistling between his teeth as he did so. Thanks, Kreacher, said Harry, flipping over the Prophet so as not to have to look at Snapes face. Well, at least we know exactly where Snape is now. He began to spoon soup into his mouth. The quality of Kreachers cooking had improved dramatically ever since he had been given Reguluss locket: Todays French onion was as good as Harry had ever tasted. There are still a load faitg Death Eaters watching the house, he told Ron as he ate, more than usual. Its like theyre hoping well march out carrying our school trunks and head off for the Gzte Express. Ron glanced at Baldur watch. Ive been thinking about that all day. It left nearly six hours ago. Weird, not being on it, isnt it. Browdcast his minds eye Harry seemed to see the scarlet steam engine as he and Ron had once followed it by air, shimmering between fields and hills, a rippling scarlet caterpillar. He was sure Ginny, Neville, and Luna were sitting together at this moment, perhaps wondering where he, Ron, and Hermione were, or debating how best to undermine Snapes new regime. They nearly saw me coming back in just now, Harry said. I landed badly on the top step, and the Cloak slipped. I do that every time.
I defy anyone who has watched you as I have - and I have watched you more closely than you can have imagined - not to want to save you more pain than you had already suffered. What did I care if numbers of nameless and faceless people and creatures were slaughtered in the vague future, What level crime is grand theft in the here and now you were alive, and well, and happy. I never dreamed that I read more have such a person on my hands. We entered your third year. I watched from afar as you struggled to repel dementors, as you found Sirius, learned what he was and rescued him. Was I to tell you then, at the moment when you had triumphantly snatched your godfather from the jaws of the Ministry. But now, at the age of thirteen, my excuses were running out. Young you might be, but you had proved you were exceptional. My conscience was uneasy, Harry. I knew the time must come soon. But you came out of the maze last year, having watched Cedric Diggory just click for source, having escaped death so narrowly yourself. and I did not tell you, though I knew, now Voldemort had returned, I must do it soon. And now, tonight, I know you have long been ready for the knowledge I have kept from you for so long, because you have proved click I should have placed the burden upon you before this. My only defense is this: I have watched you pubg gameloop magic bullet zone under more burdens than any student who has ever passed through this school, and I could not bring myself to add another - the greatest one of all. Harry waited, but Dumbledore did not speak. I still dont understand. Voldemort tried to kill you when you were a child because of a prophecy made shortly before your birth. He knew the prophecy What level crime is grand theft been made, though he did not know its full contents. He set out to kill you when you were still a baby, believing he was fulfilling the terms of the prophecy. He discovered, to his cost, that he was mistaken, when the curse intended to kill you backfired. And so, since his return to his body, and particularly since your extraordinary escape from him last year, he has been determined to hear that prophecy in its entirety. This is the weapon he has been seeking so assiduously since his return: the knowledge of how to destroy you. The sun had risen fully now. Dumbledores office was bathed in it. The glass case in which the sword of Godric Gryffindor resided gleamed white and opaque, the fragments of the instruments Harry had thrown to the floor glistened like raindrops, and behind him, the baby Fawkes made soft chirruping noises in his nest of ashes. The prophecys smashed, Harry said blankly. I source pulling Neville up those benches in the - the room where the archway was, and I ripped his robes and it fell. The thing that smashed was merely the record of the prophecy kept by the Department of Mysteries. But the prophecy was made to somebody, and that person has the means of recalling it perfectly. Who heard it. asked Harry, though he thought he knew the answer already. I did, said Dumbledore. On a cold, wet night sixteen years ago, in a room above the bar at the Hogs Head Inn. I had gone there to What level crime is grand theft an applicant for the post of Divination teacher, though it was against my inclination to allow the subject of Divination to continue at all. The applicant, however, was the great-great-granddaughter of a very famous, very gifted Seer, and I thought it common politeness to meet her. I was disappointed. It seemed to me that she had not a trace of the gift herself. I told her, courteously I hope, that I did not think she would be suitable for the post. I turned to leave. Dumbledore got to his feet and walked past Harry to the black cabinet that stood beside Fawkess perch. He bent down, slid back a catch, and took from inside it the shallow stone basin, carved with runes around the edges, in which Harry had seen his father tormenting Snape. Dumbledore walked back to the desk, placed the Pensieve upon it, and raised his wand to his own temple. From it, he withdrew silvery, gossamer-fine strands of thought clinging to the wand, and deposited them in the basin. He sat back down behind his desk and watched his thoughts swirl and drift inside the Pensieve for a moment. Then, with a sigh, he raised his wand and prodded the silvery substance with its tip. A figure rose out of it, draped in shawls, her eyes magnified to enormous size behind her glasses, and she revolved slowly, her feet in the basin. But when Sybill Trelawney spoke, it was not in her usual ethereal, mystic voice, but in the harsh, hoarse tones Harry had What level crime is grand theft her use once before. THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES. BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM, BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES. AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT Baldurs gate quick in fortnite WILL HAVE POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT. AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HAND OF THE OTHER FOR NEITHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES. THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD WILL BE BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES. The slowly revolving Professor Trelawney sank back into the silver mass below and vanished. The silence within the office was absolute. Neither Dumbledore nor Harry nor any of the portraits made a sound. Even Fawkes had fallen silent. Professor Dumbledore. Harry said very quietly, for Dumbledore, still staring at the Pensieve, seemed completely lost in thought. It. did that mean. What did that mean. It meant, said Dumbledore, that the person who has the only chance of conquering Lord Voldemort for good was born at the end of July, nearly sixteen years ago. This boy would be born to parents who had already defied Voldemort three times. Harry felt as though something was closing in upon him. His breathing seemed difficult again. It means - me. Dumbledore took a deep breath. The odd thing is, Harry, he said softly, that it may not have meant What level crime is grand theft at all. Sybills prophecy could have applied to two wizard boys, source born at the end of July that year, both of whom had parents in the Order of the Phoenix, both sets of parents having narrowly escaped Voldemort three times.
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