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This
was
stretching
the
truth
to
breaking
point
;
as
far
as
Harry
knew
,
Ron
and
Dumbledore
had
never
been
alone
together
,
and
direct
contact
between
them
had
been
negligible
.
However
,
Scrimgeour
did
not
seem
to
be
listening
.
He
put
his
hand
inside
his
cloak
and
drew
out
a
drawstring
pouch
much
larger
than
the
one
Hagrid
had
given
Harry
.
From
it
,
he
removed
a
scroll
of
parchment
which
he
unrolled
and
read
aloud
.
"
'
The
Last
Will
and
Testament
of
Albus
Percival
Wulfric
Brian
Dumbledore
'
...
Yes
,
here
we
are
...
'
To
Ronald
Bilius
Weasley
,
I
leave
my
Deluminator
,
in
the
hope
that
he
will
remember
me
when
he
uses
it
.
'
"
Scrimgeour
took
from
the
bag
an
object
that
Harry
had
seen
before
:
It
looked
something
like
a
silver
cigarette
lighter
,
but
it
had
,
he
knew
,
the
power
to
suck
all
light
from
a
place
,
and
restore
it
,
with
a
simple
click
.
Scrimgeour
leaned
forward
and
passed
the
Deluminator
to
Ron
,
who
took
it
and
turned
it
over
in
his
fingers
,
looking
stunned
.
"
That
is
a
valuable
object
,
"
said
Scrimgeour
,
watching
Ron
.
"
It
may
even
be
unique
.
Certainly
it
is
of
Dumbledore
's
own
design
.
Why
would
he
have
left
you
an
item
so
rare
?
"
Ron
shook
his
head
,
looking
bewildered
.
"
Dumbledore
must
have
taught
thousands
of
students
,
"
Scrimgeour
persevered
.
"
Yet
the
only
ones
he
remembered
in
his
will
are
you
three
.
Why
is
that
?
To
what
use
did
he
think
you
would
put
his
Deluminator
,
Mr.
Weasley
?
"
"
Put
out
lights
,
I
s
'
pose
,
"
mumbled
Ron
.
"
What
else
could
I
do
with
it
?
"
Evidently
Scrimgeour
had
no
suggestions
.
After
squinting
at
Ron
for
a
moment
or
two
,
he
turned
back
to
Dumbledore
's
will
.
"
'
To
Miss
Hermione
Jean
Granger
,
I
leave
my
copy
of
The
Tales
of
Beedle
the
Bard
,
in
the
hope
that
she
will
find
it
entertaining
and
instructive
.
'
"
Scrimgeour
now
pulled
out
of
the
bag
a
small
book
that
looked
as
ancient
as
the
copy
of
Secrets
of
the
Darkest
Art
upstairs
.
Its
binding
was
stained
and
peeling
in
places
.
Hermione
took
it
from
Scrimgeour
without
a
word
.
She
held
the
book
in
her
lap
and
gazed
at
it
.
Harry
saw
that
the
title
was
in
runes
;
he
had
never
learned
to
read
them
.
As
he
looked
,
a
tear
splashed
onto
the
embossed
symbols
.
