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"
And
at
the
heart
of
our
schemes
,
the
Deathly
Hallows
!
How
they
fascinated
him
,
how
they
fascinated
both
of
us
!
The
unbeatable
wand
,
the
weapon
that
would
lead
us
to
power
!
The
Resurrection
Stone
--
to
him
,
though
I
pretended
not
to
know
it
,
it
meant
an
army
of
Inferi
!
To
me
,
I
confess
,
it
meant
the
return
of
my
parents
,
and
the
lifting
of
all
responsibility
from
my
shoulders
.
"
And
the
Cloak
...
somehow
,
we
never
discussed
the
Cloak
much
,
Harry
.
Both
of
us
could
conceal
ourselves
well
enough
without
the
Cloak
,
the
true
magic
of
which
,
of
course
,
is
that
it
can
be
used
to
protect
and
shield
others
as
well
as
its
owner
.
I
thought
that
,
if
we
ever
found
it
,
it
might
be
useful
in
hiding
Ariana
,
but
our
interest
in
the
Cloak
was
mainly
that
it
completed
the
trio
,
for
the
legend
said
that
the
man
who
had
united
all
three
objects
would
then
be
truly
master
of
death
,
which
we
took
to
mean
'
invincible
.
'
"
Invincible
masters
of
death
,
Grindelwald
and
Dumbledore
!
Two
months
of
insanity
,
of
cruel
dreams
,
and
neglect
of
the
only
two
members
of
my
family
left
to
me
.
"
And
then
...
you
know
what
happened
.
Reality
returned
in
the
form
of
my
rough
,
unlettered
,
and
infinitely
more
admirable
brother
.
I
did
not
want
to
hear
the
truths
he
shouted
at
me
.
I
did
not
want
to
hear
that
I
could
not
set
forth
and
seek
Hallows
with
a
fragile
and
unstable
sister
in
tow
.
"
The
argument
became
a
fight
.
Grindelwald
lost
control
.
That
which
I
had
always
sensed
in
him
,
though
I
pretended
not
to
,
now
sprang
into
terrible
being
.
And
Ariana
...
after
all
my
mother
's
care
and
caution
...
lay
dead
upon
the
floor
.
"
Dumbledore
gave
a
little
gasp
and
began
to
cry
in
earnest
.
Harry
reached
out
and
was
glad
to
find
that
he
could
touch
him
:
He
gripped
his
arm
tightly
and
Dumbledore
gradually
regained
control
.
"
Well
,
Grindelwald
fled
,
as
anyone
but
I
could
have
predicted
.
He
vanished
,
with
his
plans
for
seizing
power
,
and
his
schemes
for
Muggle
torture
,
and
his
dreams
of
the
Deathly
Hallows
,
dreams
in
which
I
had
encouraged
him
and
helped
him
.
He
ran
,
while
I
was
left
to
bury
my
sister
,
and
learn
to
live
with
my
guilt
and
my
terrible
grief
,
the
price
of
my
shame
.
"
Years
passed
.
There
were
rumors
about
him
.
They
said
he
had
procured
a
wand
of
immense
power
.
I
,
meanwhile
,
was
offered
the
post
of
Minister
of
Magic
,
not
once
,
but
several
times
.
Naturally
,
I
refused
.
I
had
learned
that
I
was
not
to
be
trusted
with
power
.
"
