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"
You
sound
like
Lucius
.
Neither
of
you
understands
Potter
as
I
do
.
He
does
not
need
finding
.
Potter
will
come
to
me
.
I
knew
his
weakness
,
you
see
,
his
one
great
flaw
.
He
will
hate
watching
the
others
struck
down
around
him
,
knowing
that
it
is
for
him
that
it
happens
.
He
will
want
to
stop
it
at
any
cost
.
He
will
come
.
"
"
But
my
Lord
,
he
might
be
killed
accidentally
by
someone
other
than
yourself
--
"
"
My
instructions
to
the
Death
Eaters
have
been
perfectly
clear
.
Capture
Potter
.
Kill
his
friends
--
the
more
,
the
better
--
but
do
not
kill
him
.
"
But
it
is
of
you
that
I
wished
to
speak
,
Severus
,
not
Harry
Potter
.
You
have
been
very
valuable
to
me
.
Very
valuable
.
"
"
My
Lord
knows
I
seek
only
to
serve
him
.
But
--
let
me
go
and
find
the
boy
,
my
Lord
.
Let
me
bring
him
to
you
.
I
know
I
can
--
"
"
I
have
told
you
,
no
!
"
said
Voldemort
,
and
Harry
caught
the
glint
of
red
in
his
eyes
as
he
turned
again
,
and
the
swishing
of
his
cloak
was
like
the
slithering
of
a
snake
,
and
he
felt
Voldemort
's
impatience
in
his
burning
scar
.
"
My
concern
at
the
moment
,
Severus
,
is
what
will
happen
when
I
finally
meet
the
boy
!
"
"
My
Lord
,
there
can
be
no
question
,
surely
--
?
"
"
--
but
there
is
a
question
,
Severus
.
There
is
.
"
Voldemort
halted
,
and
Harry
could
see
him
plainly
again
as
he
slid
the
Elder
Wand
through
his
white
fingers
,
staring
at
Snape
.
