Gringotts

Theirplansweremade,theirpreparationscomplete;inthesmallestbedroomasinglelong,coarseblackhair(pluckedfromthesweaterHermionehadbeenwearingatMalfoyManor)laycurledinasmallglassphialonthemantelpiece.

“Andyou’llbeusingheractualwand,”saidHarry,noddingtowardthewalnutwand,“soIreckonyou’llbeprettyconvincing.”

Hermionelookedfrightenedthatthewandmightstingorbitherasshepickeditup.

“Ihatethatthing,”shesaidinalowvoice.“Ireallyhateit.Itfeelsallwrong,itdoesn’tworkproperlyforme…It’slikeabitofher.”

HarrycouldnothelpbutrememberhowHermionehasdismissedhisloathingoftheblackthornwand,insistingthathewasimaginingthingswhenitdidnotworkaswellashisown,tellinghimtosimplypractice.Hechosenottorepeatherownadvicebacktoher,however,theeveoftheirattemptedassaultonGringottsfeltlikethewrongmomenttoantagonizeher.

“It’llprobablyhelpyougetincharacter,though,”saidRon.“thinkwhatthatwand’sdone!”

“Butthat’smypoint!”saidHermione.“ThisisthewandthattorturedNeville’smumanddad,andwhoknowshowmanyotherpeople?ThisisthewandthatkilledSirius!”

Harryhadnotthoughtofthat:Helookeddownatthewandandwasvisitedbyabrutalurgetosnapit,tosliceitinhalfwithGryffindor’ssword,whichwasproppedagainstthewallbesidehim.

“Imissmywand,”Hermionesaidmiserably.“IwishMr.Ollivandercouldhavemademeanotheronetoo.”

Mr.

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