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Marvolo
Gaunt
's
ring
lay
on
the
desk
before
Dumbledore
.
It
was
cracked
;
the
sword
of
Gryffindor
lay
beside
it
.
Dumbledore
grimaced
.
"
I
...
was
a
fool
.
Sorely
tempted
...
"
"
Tempted
by
what
?
"
Dumbledore
did
not
answer
.
"
It
is
a
miracle
you
managed
to
return
here
!
"
Snape
sounded
furious
.
"
That
ring
carried
a
curse
of
extraordinary
power
,
to
contain
it
is
all
we
can
hope
for
;
I
have
trapped
the
curse
in
one
hand
for
the
time
being
--
"
Dumbledore
raised
his
blackened
,
useless
hand
,
and
examined
it
with
the
expression
of
one
being
shown
an
interesting
curio
.
"
You
have
done
very
well
,
Severus
.
How
long
do
you
think
I
have
?
"
Dumbledore
's
tone
was
conversational
;
he
might
have
been
asking
for
a
weather
forecast
.
Snape
hesitated
,
and
then
said
,
"
I
can
not
tell
.
Maybe
a
year
.
There
is
no
halting
such
a
spell
forever
.
It
will
spread
eventually
,
it
is
the
sort
of
curse
that
strengthens
over
time
.
"
Dumbledore
smiled
.
The
news
that
he
had
less
than
a
year
to
live
seemed
a
matter
of
little
or
no
concern
to
him
.
