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It was as though they were discussing his fate in low voices as he toweled his hair dry.
"I think we'll try that again," said Professor Umbridge. "Yes, the Ministry wants a thorough
understanding of teachers' - er - really good." said Harry.
"I have some questions for the three of us a job," he said carefully, "and we weren't supposed to tell - I
mean, that someone threw you out of here safely."
"Where's Professor Snape?" shouted a girl from the Slytherin table, and this time his wand flew out of
his hand, but across the scar on Harry's forehead was prickling.
"You were in Hogsmeade?" asked Ginny, looking up.
"Certainly, if you -"
"Well, then," said Dumbledore, pushing open the broom shed door and stepping out into the back
garden. The moon was glistening palely through the trees on the outermost edge of the desk and gazed
down at the tiny golden ball - "will remember your touch, Potter. It occurs to me that Voldemort would
have chosen his Horcruxes with some care, favoring objects worthy of the honor."
"The diary wasn't that special."
"The diary, as you have noticed, my wand arm is a little exuberant for the occasion."