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The Wandmaker

           "I’mnotsupposedto…I’msupposedtogettheHorcruxes…"

           Andnoweverythingwascoolanddark:ThesunwasbarelyvisibleoverthehorizonasheglidedalongsideSnape,upthroughthegroundstowardthelake.

           "Ishalljoinyouinthecastleshortly,"hesaidinhishigh,coldvoice."Leavemenow."

           Snapebowedandsetoffbackupthepath,hisblackcloakbillowingbehindhim.Harrywalkedslowly,waitingforSnape’sfiguretodisappear.ItwouldnotdoforSnape,orindeedanyoneelse,toseewherehewasgoing.Buttherewerenolightsinthecastlewindows,andhecouldconcealhimself…andinasecondhehadcastuponhimselfaDisillusionmentCharmthathidhimevenfromhisowneyes.

           Andhewalkedon,aroundtheedgeofthelake,takingintheoutlinesofthebelovedcastle,hisfirstkingdom,hisbirthright…

           Andhereitwas,besidethelake,reflectedinthedarkwaters.Thewhitemarbletomb,anunnecessaryblotonthefamiliarlandscape.Hefeltagainthatrushofcontrolledeuphoria,thatheadysenseofpurposeindestruction.Heraisedtheoldyewwand:Howfittingthatthiswouldbeitslastgreatact.

           Thetombsplitopenfromheadtofoot.Theshroudedfigurewasaslongasthinasithadbeeninlife.Heraisedthewandagain.

           Thewrappingsfellopen.Thefacewastranslucent,pale,sunken,yetalmostperfectlypreserved.Theyhadlefthisspectaclesonthecrookednose:Hefeltamusedderision.Dumbledore’shandswerefoldeduponhischest,andthereitlay,clutchedbeneaththem,buriedwithhim

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