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Harry
's
scar
throbbed
.
He
knew
,
he
was
certain
,
that
there
was
hardly
any
time
left
in
which
to
beat
Voldemort
to
his
goal
,
or
else
to
attempt
to
thwart
him
.
He
felt
a
flutter
of
panic
...
yet
he
had
made
his
decision
when
he
chose
to
speak
to
Griphook
first
.
Feigning
a
calm
he
did
not
feel
,
he
groped
in
the
pouch
around
his
neck
and
took
out
the
two
halves
of
his
broken
wand
.
"
Mr.
Ollivander
,
I
need
some
help
.
"
"
Anything
.
Anything
,
"
said
the
wandmaker
weakly
.
"
Can
you
mend
this
?
Is
it
possible
?
"
Ollivander
held
out
a
trembling
hand
,
and
Harry
placed
the
two
barely
connected
halves
in
his
palm
.
"
Holly
and
phoenix
feather
,
"
said
Ollivander
in
a
tremulous
voice
.
"
Eleven
inches
.
Nice
and
supple
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
Can
you
--
?
"
"
No
,
"
whispered
Ollivander
.
"
I
am
sorry
,
very
sorry
,
but
a
wand
that
has
suffered
this
degree
of
damage
can
not
be
repaired
by
any
means
that
I
know
of
.
"
Harry
had
been
braced
to
hear
it
,
but
it
was
a
blow
nevertheless
.
He
took
the
wand
halves
back
and
replaced
them
in
the
pouch
around
his
neck
.
Ollivander
stared
at
the
place
where
the
shattered
wand
had
vanished
,
and
did
not
look
away
until
Harry
had
taken
from
his
pocket
the
two
wands
he
had
brought
from
the
Malfoys
'
.
