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But
to
be
sure
,
to
be
utterly
sure
,
he
must
return
to
each
of
his
hiding
places
,
he
must
redouble
protection
around
each
of
his
Horcruxes
...
A
job
,
like
the
quest
for
the
Elder
Wand
,
that
he
must
undertake
alone
...
Which
should
he
visit
first
,
which
was
in
most
danger
?
An
old
unease
flickered
inside
him
.
Dumbledore
had
known
his
middle
name
...
Dumbledore
might
have
made
the
connection
with
the
Gaunts
...
Their
abandoned
home
was
,
perhaps
,
the
least
secure
of
his
hiding
places
,
it
was
there
that
he
would
go
first
...
The
lake
,
surely
impossible
...
though
was
there
a
slight
possibility
that
Dumbledore
might
have
known
some
of
his
past
misdeeds
,
through
the
orphanage
.
And
Hogwarts
...
but
he
knew
the
his
Horcrux
there
was
safe
;
it
would
be
impossible
for
Potter
to
enter
Hogsmeade
without
detection
,
let
alone
the
school
.
Nevertheless
,
it
would
be
prudent
to
alert
Snape
to
the
fact
that
the
boy
might
try
to
reenter
the
castle
...
To
tell
Snape
why
the
boy
might
return
would
be
foolish
,
of
course
;
it
had
been
a
grave
mistake
to
trust
Bellatrix
and
Malfoy
.
Did
n't
their
stupidity
and
carelessness
prove
how
unwise
it
was
ever
to
trust
?
He
would
visit
the
Gaunt
shack
first
,
then
,
and
take
Nagini
with
him
.
He
would
not
be
parted
from
the
snake
anymore
...
and
he
strode
from
the
room
,
through
the
hall
,
and
out
into
the
dark
garden
where
the
fountain
played
;
he
called
the
snake
in
Parseltongue
and
it
slithered
out
to
join
him
like
a
long
shadow
...
Harry
's
eyes
flew
open
as
he
wrenched
himself
back
to
the
present
.
He
was
lying
on
the
bank
of
the
lake
in
the
setting
sun
,
and
Ron
and
Hermione
were
looking
down
at
him
.
Judging
by
their
worried
looks
,
and
by
the
continued
pounding
of
his
scar
,
his
sudden
excursion
into
Voldemort
's
mind
had
not
passed
unnoticed
.
He
struggled
up
,
shivering
,
vaguely
surprised
that
he
was
still
wet
to
his
skin
,
and
saw
the
cup
lying
innocently
in
the
grass
before
him
,
and
the
lake
,
deep
blue
shot
with
gold
in
the
falling
sun
.
"
He
knows
.
"
His
own
voice
sounded
strange
and
low
after
Voldemort
's
high
screams
.
"
He
knows
and
he
's
going
to
check
where
the
others
are
,
and
the
last
one
,
"
he
was
already
on
his
feet
,
"
is
at
Hogwarts
.
I
knew
it
.
I
knew
it
.
"
"
What
?
"
Ron
was
gaping
at
him
;
Hermione
sat
up
,
looking
worried
.
