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"
He
was
more
afraid
than
you
were
that
night
,
Harry
.
You
had
accepted
,
even
embraced
,
the
possibility
of
death
,
something
Lord
Voldemort
has
never
been
able
to
do
.
Your
courage
won
,
your
wand
overpowered
his
.
And
in
doing
so
,
something
happened
between
those
wands
,
something
that
echoed
the
relationship
between
their
masters
.
"
I
believe
that
your
wand
imbibed
some
of
the
power
and
qualities
of
Voldemort
's
wand
that
night
,
which
is
to
say
that
it
contained
a
little
of
Voldemort
himself
.
So
your
wand
recognized
him
when
he
pursued
you
,
recognized
a
man
who
was
both
kin
and
mortal
enemy
,
and
it
regurgitated
some
of
his
own
magic
against
him
,
magic
much
more
powerful
than
anything
Lucius
's
wand
had
ever
performed
.
Your
wand
now
contained
the
power
of
your
enormous
courage
and
of
Voldemort
's
own
deadly
skill
:
What
chance
did
that
poor
stick
of
Lucius
Malfoy
's
stand
?
"
"
But
if
my
wand
was
so
powerful
,
how
come
Hermione
was
able
to
break
it
?
"
asked
Harry
.
"
My
dear
boy
,
its
remarkable
effects
were
directed
only
at
Voldemort
,
who
had
tampered
so
ill-advisedly
with
the
deepest
laws
of
magic
.
Only
toward
him
was
that
wand
abnormally
powerful
.
Otherwise
it
was
a
wand
like
any
other
...
though
a
good
one
,
I
am
sure
,
"
Dumbledore
finished
kindly
.
Harry
sat
in
thought
for
a
long
time
,
or
perhaps
seconds
.
It
was
very
hard
to
be
sure
of
things
like
time
,
here
.
"
He
killed
me
with
your
wand
.
"
"
He
failed
to
kill
you
with
my
wand
,
"
Dumbledore
corrected
Harry
.
"
I
think
we
can
agree
that
you
are
not
dead
--
though
,
of
course
,
"
he
added
,
as
if
fearing
he
had
been
discourteous
,
"
I
do
not
minimize
your
sufferings
,
which
I
am
sure
were
severe
.
"
"
I
feel
great
at
the
moment
,
though
,
"
said
Harry
,
looking
down
at
his
clean
,
unblemished
hands
.
"
Where
are
we
,
exactly
?
"
"
Well
,
I
was
going
to
ask
you
that
,
"
said
Dumbledore
,
looking
around
.
"
Where
would
you
say
that
we
are
?
"
