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"
No
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
So
how
did
the
sword
get
in
that
pool
?
"
"
Whoever
cast
the
Patronus
must
have
put
it
there
.
"
They
both
looked
at
the
ornate
silver
sword
,
its
rubied
hilt
glinting
a
little
in
the
light
from
Hermione
's
wand
.
"
You
reckon
this
is
the
real
one
?
"
asked
Ron
.
"
One
way
to
find
out
,
is
n't
there
?
"
said
Harry
.
The
Horcrux
was
still
swinging
from
Ron
's
hand
.
The
locket
was
twitching
slightly
.
Harry
knew
that
the
thing
inside
it
was
agitated
again
.
It
had
sensed
the
presence
of
the
sword
and
had
tried
to
kill
Harry
rather
than
let
him
possess
it
.
Now
was
not
the
time
for
long
discussions
;
now
was
the
moment
to
destroy
once
and
for
all
.
Harry
looked
around
,
holding
Hermione
's
wand
high
,
and
saw
the
place
:
a
flattish
rock
lying
in
the
shadow
of
a
sycamore
tree
.
"
Come
here
,
"
he
said
and
he
led
the
way
,
brushed
snow
from
the
rock
's
surface
,
and
held
out
his
hand
for
the
Horcrux
.
When
Ron
offered
the
sword
,
however
,
Harry
shook
his
head
.
"
No
,
you
should
do
it
.
"
