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"
Blimey
,
Harry
,
you
nearly
gave
me
heart
failure
!
"
Harry
had
pulled
off
the
Cloak
:
The
idea
had
come
to
him
out
of
nowhere
,
born
out
of
a
desire
to
make
absolutely
sure
.
"
Where
are
you
going
,
alone
?
"
Neville
asked
suspiciously
.
"
It
's
all
part
of
the
plan
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
There
's
someting
I
've
got
to
do
.
Listen
--
Neville
--
"
"
Harry
!
"
Neville
looked
suddenly
scared
.
"
Harry
,
you
're
not
thinking
of
handing
yourself
over
?
"
"
No
,
"
Harry
lied
easily
.
"
'
Course
not
...
this
is
something
else
.
But
I
might
be
out
of
sight
for
a
while
.
You
know
Voldemort
's
snake
,
Neville
?
He
's
got
a
huge
snake
...
Calls
it
Nagini
...
"
"
I
've
heard
,
yeah
...
What
about
it
?
"
"
It
's
got
to
be
killed
.
Ron
and
Hermione
know
that
,
but
just
in
case
they
--
"
The
awfulness
of
that
possibility
smothered
him
for
a
moment
,
made
it
impossible
to
keep
talking
.
But
he
pulled
himself
together
again
:
This
was
crucial
,
he
must
be
like
Dumbledore
,
keep
a
cool
head
,
make
sure
there
were
backups
,
others
to
carry
on
.
Dumbledore
had
died
knowing
that
three
people
still
knew
about
the
Horcruxes
;
now
Neville
would
take
Harry
's
place
:
There
would
still
be
three
in
the
secret
.
