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Harry
shrugged
.
Hermione
,
however
,
answered
:
Harry
thought
that
answering
questions
correctly
was
such
a
deeply
ingrained
habit
she
could
not
suppress
the
urge
.
"
Because
Snitches
have
flesh
memories
,
"
she
said
.
"
What
?
"
said
Harry
and
Ron
together
;
both
considered
Hermione
's
Quidditch
knowledge
negligible
.
"
Correct
,
"
said
Scrimgeour
.
"
A
Snitch
is
not
touched
by
bare
skin
before
it
is
released
,
not
even
by
the
maker
,
who
wears
gloves
.
It
carries
an
enchantment
by
which
it
can
identify
the
first
human
to
lay
hands
upon
it
,
in
case
of
a
disputed
capture
.
This
Snitch
"
--
he
held
up
the
tiny
golden
ball
--
"
will
remember
your
touch
,
Potter
.
It
occurs
to
me
that
Dumbledore
,
who
had
prodigious
magical
skill
,
whatever
his
other
faults
,
might
have
enchanted
this
Snitch
so
that
it
will
open
only
for
you
.
"
Harry
's
heart
was
beating
rather
fast
.
He
was
sure
that
Scrimgeour
was
right
.
How
could
he
avoid
taking
the
Snitch
with
his
bare
hand
in
front
of
the
Minister
?
"
You
do
n't
say
anything
,
"
said
Scrimgeour
.
"
Perhaps
you
already
know
what
the
Snitch
contains
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Harry
,
still
wondering
how
he
could
appear
to
touch
the
Snitch
without
really
doing
so
.
If
only
he
knew
Legilimency
,
really
knew
it
,
and
could
read
Hermione
's
mind
;
he
could
practically
hear
her
brain
whirring
beside
him
.
"
Take
it
,
"
said
Scrimgeour
quietly
.
Harry
met
the
Minister
's
yellow
eyes
and
knew
he
had
no
option
but
to
obey
.
He
held
out
his
hand
,
and
Scrimgeour
leaned
forward
again
and
placed
the
Snitch
,
slowly
and
deliberately
,
into
Harry
's
palm
.
