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"
The
Dumbledores
lived
in
Godric
's
Hollow
?
"
"
Yes
,
Barry
,
that
's
what
I
just
said
,
"
said
Auntie
Muriel
testily
.
Harry
felt
drained
,
empty
.
Never
once
,
in
six
years
,
had
Dumbledore
told
Harry
that
they
had
both
lived
and
lost
loved
ones
in
Godric
's
Hollow
.
Why
?
Were
Lily
and
James
buried
close
to
Dumbledore
's
mother
and
sister
?
Had
Dumbledore
visited
their
graves
,
perhaps
walked
past
Lily
's
and
James
's
to
do
so
?
And
he
had
never
once
told
Harry
...
never
bothered
to
say
.
.
And
why
it
was
so
important
,
Harry
could
not
explain
even
to
himself
,
yet
he
felt
it
had
been
tantamount
to
a
lie
not
to
tell
him
that
they
had
this
place
and
these
experiences
in
common
.
He
stared
ahead
of
him
,
barely
noticing
what
was
going
on
around
him
,
and
did
not
realize
that
Hermione
had
appeared
out
of
the
crowd
until
she
drew
up
a
chair
beside
him
.
"
I
simply
ca
n't
dance
anymore
,
"
she
panted
,
slipping
off
one
of
her
shoes
and
rubbing
the
sole
of
her
foot
.
"
Ron
's
gone
looking
to
find
more
butterbeers
.
It
's
a
bit
odd
,
I
've
just
seen
Viktor
storming
away
from
Luna
's
father
,
it
looked
like
they
'd
been
arguing
--
"
She
dropped
her
voice
,
staring
at
him
.
"
Harry
,
are
you
okay
?
"
Harry
did
not
know
where
to
begin
,
but
it
did
not
matter
.
At
that
moment
,
something
large
and
silver
came
falling
through
the
canopy
over
the
dance
floor
.
Graceful
and
gleaming
,
the
lynx
landed
lightly
in
the
middle
of
the
astonished
dancers
.
Heads
turned
,
as
those
nearest
it
froze
absurdly
in
mid-dance
.
Then
the
Patronus
's
mouth
opened
wide
and
it
spoke
in
the
loud
,
deep
,
slow
voice
of
Kingsley
Shacklebolt
.
"
The
Ministry
has
fallen
.
Scrimgeour
is
dead
.
They
are
coming
.
"
Everything
seemed
fuzzy
,
slow
.
Harry
and
Hermione
jumped
to
their
feet
and
drew
their
wands
.
Many
people
were
only
just
realizing
that
something
strange
had
happened
;
heads
were
still
turning
toward
the
silver
cat
as
it
vanished
.
Silence
spread
outward
in
cold
ripples
from
the
place
where
the
Patronus
had
landed
.
Then
somebody
screamed
.
Harry
and
Hermione
threw
themselves
into
the
panicking
crowd
.
Guests
were
sprinting
in
all
directions
;
many
were
Disapparating
;
the
protective
enchantments
around
the
Burrow
had
broken
.
"
Ron
!
"
Hermione
cried
.
"
Ron
,
where
are
you
?
"
