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"
I
can
show
you
,
if
you
like
,
"
came
Riddle
's
reply
.
"
You
do
n't
have
to
take
my
word
for
it
.
I
can
take
you
inside
my
memory
of
the
night
when
I
caught
him
.
"
Harry
hesitated
,
his
quill
suspended
over
the
diary
.
What
did
Riddle
mean
?
How
could
he
be
taken
inside
somebody
else
's
memory
?
He
glanced
nervously
at
the
door
to
the
dormitory
,
which
was
growing
dark
.
When
he
looked
back
at
the
diary
,
he
saw
fresh
words
forming
.
"
Let
me
show
you
.
"
Harry
paused
for
a
fraction
of
a
second
and
then
wrote
two
letters
.
OK
The
pages
of
the
diary
began
to
blow
as
though
caught
in
a
high
wind
,
stopping
halfway
through
the
month
of
June
.
Mouth
hanging
open
,
Harry
saw
that
the
little
square
for
June
thirteenth
seemed
to
have
turned
into
a
miniscule
television
screen
.
His
hands
trembling
slightly
,
he
raised
the
book
to
press
his
eye
against
the
little
window
,
and
before
he
knew
what
was
happening
,
he
was
tilting
forward
;
the
window
was
widening
,
he
felt
his
body
leave
his
bed
,
and
he
was
pitched
headfirst
through
the
opening
in
the
page
,
into
a
whirl
of
color
and
shadow
.
He
felt
his
feet
hit
solid
ground
,
and
stood
,
shaking
,
as
the
blurred
shapes
around
him
came
suddenly
into
focus
.
He
knew
immediately
where
he
was
.
This
circular
room
with
the
sleeping
portraits
was
Dumbledore
's
office
-
but
it
was
n't
Dumbledore
who
was
sitting
behind
the
desk
.
A
wizened
,
frail-looking
wizard
,
bald
except
for
a
few
wisps
of
white
hair
,
was
reading
a
letter
by
candlelight
.
Harry
had
never
seen
this
man
before
.
"
I
'm
sorry
,
"
he
said
shakily
.
"
I
did
n't
mean
to
butt
in
--
"
