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"
Good
Very
good
!
"
cried
the
portrait
of
Dumbledore
behind
the
headmaster
's
chair
.
"
Now
,
Severus
,
the
sword
!
Do
not
forget
that
it
must
be
taken
under
conditions
of
need
and
valor
--
and
he
must
not
know
that
you
give
it
!
If
Voldemort
should
read
Harry
's
mind
and
see
you
acting
for
him
--
"
"
I
know
,
"
said
Snape
curtly
.
He
approached
the
portrait
of
Dumbledore
and
pulled
at
its
side
.
It
swung
forward
,
revealing
a
hidden
cavity
behind
it
from
which
he
took
the
sword
of
Gryffindor
.
"
And
you
still
are
n't
going
to
tell
me
why
it
's
so
important
to
give
Potter
the
sword
?
"
said
Snape
as
he
swung
a
traveling
cloak
over
his
robes
.
"
No
,
I
do
n't
think
so
,
"
said
Dumbledore
's
portrait
.
"
He
will
know
what
to
do
with
it
.
And
Severus
,
be
very
careful
,
they
may
not
take
kindly
to
your
appearance
after
George
Weasley
's
mishap
--
"
Snape
turned
at
the
door
.
"
Do
n't
worry
,
Dumbledore
,
"
he
said
coolly
.
"
I
have
a
plan
...
"
And
Snape
left
the
room
.
Harry
rose
up
out
of
the
Pensieve
,
and
moments
later
he
lay
on
the
carpeted
floor
in
exactly
the
same
rooms
Snape
might
just
have
closed
the
door
.
Finally
,
the
truth
.
Lying
with
his
face
pressed
into
the
dusty
carpet
of
the
office
where
he
had
once
thought
he
was
learning
the
secrets
of
victory
,
Harry
understood
at
last
that
he
was
not
supposed
to
survive
.
His
job
was
to
walk
calmly
into
Death
's
welcoming
arms
.
Along
the
way
,
he
was
to
dispose
of
Voldemort
's
remaining
links
to
life
,
so
that
when
at
last
he
flung
himself
across
Voldemort
's
path
,
and
did
not
raise
a
wand
to
defend
himself
,
the
end
would
be
clean
,
and
the
job
that
ought
to
have
been
done
in
Godric
's
Hollow
would
be
finished
.
Neither
would
live
,
neither
could
survive
.
He
felt
his
heart
pounding
fiercely
in
his
chest
.
How
strange
that
in
his
dread
of
death
,
it
pumped
all
the
harder
,
valiantly
keeping
him
alive
.
But
it
would
have
to
stop
,
and
soon
.
Its
beats
were
numbered
.
How
many
would
there
be
time
for
,
as
he
rose
and
walked
through
the
castle
for
the
last
time
,
out
into
the
grounds
and
into
the
forest
?
