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He
had
barely
read
them
when
the
words
vanished
again
.
"
'
I
open
at
the
close
...
'
What
's
that
supposed
to
mean
?
"
Hermione
and
Ron
shook
their
heads
,
looking
blank
.
"
I
open
at
the
close
...
at
the
close
...
I
open
at
the
close
...
"
But
no
matter
how
often
they
repeated
the
words
,
with
many
different
inflections
,
they
were
unable
to
wring
any
more
meaning
from
them
.
"
And
the
sword
,
"
said
Ron
finally
,
when
they
had
at
last
abandoned
their
attempts
to
divine
meaning
in
the
Snitch
's
inscription
.
"
Why
did
he
want
Harry
to
have
the
sword
?
"
"
And
why
could
n't
he
just
have
told
me
?
"
Harry
said
quietly
.
"
It
was
there
,
it
was
right
there
on
the
wall
of
his
office
during
all
our
talks
last
year
!
If
he
wanted
me
to
have
it
,
why
did
n't
he
just
give
it
to
me
then
?
"
He
felt
as
though
he
were
sitting
in
an
examination
with
a
question
he
ought
to
have
been
able
to
answer
in
front
of
him
,
his
brain
slow
and
unresponsive
.
Was
there
something
he
had
missed
in
the
long
talks
with
Dumbledore
last
year
?
Ought
he
to
know
what
it
all
meant
?
Had
Dumbledore
expected
him
to
understand
?
"
And
as
for
this
book
,
"
said
Hermione
,
"
The
Tales
of
Beedle
the
Bard
...
I
've
never
even
heard
of
them
!
"
"
You
've
never
heard
of
The
Tales
of
Beedle
the
Bard
?
"
said
Ron
incredulously
.
