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There
was
a
small
click
,
and
the
ball
of
light
from
the
lamp
flew
back
to
the
ceiling
and
illuminated
them
all
once
more
.
"
Still
,
it
's
cool
,
"
said
Ron
,
a
little
defensively
.
"
And
from
what
they
said
,
Dumbledore
invented
it
himself
!
"
"
I
know
,
but
surely
he
would
n't
have
singled
you
out
in
his
will
just
to
help
us
turn
out
the
lights
!
"
"
D'you
think
he
knew
the
Ministry
would
confiscate
his
will
and
examine
everything
he
'd
left
us
?
"
asked
Harry
.
"
Definitely
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
He
could
n't
tell
us
in
the
will
why
he
was
leaving
us
these
things
,
but
that
still
does
n't
explain
...
"
"
...
why
he
could
n't
have
given
us
a
hint
when
he
was
alive
?
"
asked
Ron
.
"
Well
,
exactly
,
"
said
Hermione
,
now
flicking
through
The
Tales
of
Beedle
the
Bard
.
"
If
these
things
are
important
enough
to
pass
on
right
under
the
nose
of
the
Ministry
,
you
'd
think
he
'd
have
let
us
know
why
...
unless
he
thought
it
was
obvious
?
"
"
Thought
wrong
,
then
,
did
n't
he
?
"
said
Ron
.
"
I
always
said
he
was
mental
.
Brilliant
and
everything
,
but
cracked
.
Leaving
Harry
an
old
Snitch
--
what
the
hell
was
that
about
?
"
"
I
've
no
idea
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
When
Scrimgeour
made
you
take
it
,
Harry
,
I
was
so
sure
that
something
was
going
to
happen
!
"
"
Yeah
,
well
,
"
said
Harry
,
his
pulse
quickening
as
he
raised
the
Snitch
in
his
fingers
.
"
I
was
n't
going
to
try
too
hard
in
front
of
Scrimgeour
,
was
I
?
"
