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"
Well
,
"
said
Harry
,
glancing
at
Hermione
,
who
nodded
encouragingly
,
"
it
's
about
that
symbol
you
were
wearing
around
your
neck
at
Bill
and
Fleur
's
wedding
,
Mr.
Lovegood
.
We
wondered
what
it
meant
.
"
Xenophilius
raised
his
eyebrows
.
"
Are
you
referring
to
the
sign
of
the
Deathly
Hallows
?
"
Harry
turned
to
look
at
Ron
and
Hermione
.
Neither
of
them
seemed
to
have
understood
what
Xenophilius
had
said
either
.
"
The
Deathly
Hallows
?
"
"
That
's
right
,
"
said
Xenophilius
.
"
You
have
n't
heard
of
them
?
I
'm
not
surprised
.
Very
,
very
few
wizards
believe
.
Witness
that
knuckle-headed
young
man
at
your
brother
's
wedding
,
"
he
nodded
at
Ron
,
"
who
attacked
me
for
sporting
the
symbol
of
a
well-known
Dark
wizard
!
Such
ignorance
.
There
is
nothing
Dark
about
the
Hallows
--
at
least
not
in
that
crude
sense
.
One
simply
uses
the
symbol
to
reveal
oneself
to
other
believers
,
in
the
hope
that
they
might
help
one
with
the
Quest
.
"
He
stirred
several
lumps
of
sugar
into
his
Gurdyroot
infusion
and
drank
some
.
"
I
'm
sorry
,
"
said
Harry
,
"
I
still
do
n't
really
understand
.
"
To
be
polite
,
he
took
a
sip
from
his
cup
too
,
and
almost
gagged
:
The
stuff
was
quite
disgusting
,
as
though
someone
had
liquidized
bogey-flavored
Every
Flavor
Beans
.
"
Well
,
you
see
,
believers
seek
the
Deathly
Hallows
,
"
said
Xenophilius
,
smacking
his
lips
in
apparent
appreciation
of
the
Gurdyroot
infusion
.
