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"
Well
,
you
have
to
wait
for
somebody
who
gets
it
right
,
"
said
Luna
.
"
That
way
you
learn
,
you
see
?
"
"
Yeah
...
Trouble
is
,
we
ca
n't
really
afford
to
wait
for
anyone
else
,
Luna
.
"
"
No
,
I
see
what
you
mean
,
"
said
Luna
seriously
.
"
Well
then
,
I
think
the
answer
is
that
a
circle
has
no
beginning
.
"
"
Well
reasoned
,
"
said
the
voice
,
and
the
door
swung
open
.
The
deserted
Ravenclaw
common
room
was
a
wide
,
circular
room
,
airier
than
any
Harry
had
ever
seen
at
Hogwarts
.
Graceful
arched
windows
punctuated
the
walls
,
which
were
hung
with
blue-and-bronze
silks
.
By
day
,
the
Ravenclaws
would
have
a
spectacular
view
of
the
surrounding
mountains
.
The
ceiling
was
domed
and
painted
with
stars
,
which
were
echoed
in
the
midnight-blue
carpet
.
There
were
tables
,
chairs
,
and
bookcases
,
and
in
a
niche
opposite
the
door
stood
a
tall
statue
of
white
marble
.
Harry
recognized
Rowena
Ravenclaw
from
the
bust
he
had
seen
at
Luna
's
house
.
The
statue
stood
beside
a
door
that
led
,
he
guessed
,
to
dormitories
above
.
He
strode
right
up
to
the
marble
woman
,
and
she
seemed
to
look
back
at
him
with
a
quizzical
half
smile
on
her
face
,
beautiful
yet
slightly
intimidating
.
A
delicate-looking
circlet
had
been
reproduced
in
marble
on
top
of
her
head
.
It
was
not
unlike
the
tiara
Fleur
had
worn
at
her
wedding
.
There
were
tiny
words
etched
into
it
.
Harry
stepped
out
from
under
the
Cloak
and
climbed
up
onto
Ravenclaw
's
plinth
to
read
them
"
'
Wit
beyond
measure
is
man
's
greatest
treasure
.
'
"
"
Which
makes
you
pretty
skint
,
witless
,
"
said
a
cackling
voice
.
Harry
whirled
around
,
slipped
off
the
plinth
,
and
landed
on
the
floor
.
The
sloping-shouldered
figure
of
Alecto
Carrow
was
standing
before
him
,
and
even
as
Harry
raised
his
wand
,
she
pressed
a
stubby
forefinger
to
the
skull
and
snake
branded
on
her
forearm
.
The
moment
her
finger
touched
the
Mark
,
Harry
's
scar
burned
savagely
,
the
starry
room
vanished
from
sight
,
and
he
was
standing
upon
an
outcrop
of
rock
beneath
a
cliff
,
and
the
sea
was
washing
around
him
and
there
was
a
triumph
in
his
heart
--
They
have
the
boy
.
