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"
Harry
,
what
the
hell
's
going
on
?
"
asked
Bill
.
"
You
turn
up
here
with
a
dead
house-elf
and
a
half-conscious
goblin
,
Hermione
looks
as
though
she
's
been
tortured
,
and
Ron
's
just
refused
to
tell
me
anything
--
"
"
We
ca
n't
tell
you
what
we
're
doing
,
"
said
Harry
flatly
.
"
You
're
in
the
Order
,
Bill
,
you
know
Dumbledore
left
us
a
mission
.
We
're
not
supposed
to
talk
about
it
to
anyone
else
.
"
Fleur
made
an
impatient
noise
,
but
Bill
did
not
look
at
her
;
he
was
staring
at
Harry
.
His
deeply
scarred
face
was
hard
to
read
.
Finally
,
Bill
said
,
"
All
right
.
Who
do
you
want
to
talk
to
first
?
"
Harry
hesitated
.
He
knew
what
hung
on
his
decision
.
There
was
hardly
any
time
left
;
now
was
the
moment
to
decide
:
Horcruxes
or
Hallows
?
"
Griphook
,
"
Harry
said
.
"
I
'll
speak
to
Griphook
first
.
"
His
heart
was
racing
as
if
he
had
been
sprinting
and
had
just
cleared
an
enormous
obstacle
.
"
Up
here
,
then
,
"
said
Bill
,
leading
the
way
.
Harry
had
walked
up
several
steps
before
stopping
and
looking
back
.
"
I
need
you
two
as
well
!
"
he
called
to
Ron
and
Hermione
,
who
had
been
skulking
,
half
concealed
,
in
the
doorway
of
the
sitting
room
.
They
both
moved
into
the
light
,
looking
oddly
relieved
.
