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"
Accidents
!
"
screamed
Voldemort
,
but
still
he
did
not
strike
,
and
the
watching
crowd
was
frozen
as
if
Petrified
,
and
of
the
hundreds
in
the
Hall
,
nobody
seemed
to
breathe
but
they
two
.
"
Accident
and
chance
and
the
fact
that
you
crouched
and
sniveled
behind
the
skirts
of
greater
men
and
women
,
and
permitted
me
to
kill
them
for
you
!
"
"
You
wo
n't
be
killing
anyone
else
tonight
,
"
said
Harry
as
they
circled
,
and
stared
into
each
other
's
eyes
,
green
into
red
.
"
You
wo
n't
be
able
to
kill
any
of
them
ever
again
.
Do
n't
you
get
it
?
I
was
ready
to
die
to
stop
you
from
hurting
these
people
--
"
"
But
you
did
not
!
"
"
--
I
meant
to
,
and
that
's
what
did
it
.
I
've
done
what
my
mother
did
.
They
're
protected
from
you
.
Have
n't
you
noticed
how
none
of
the
spells
you
put
on
them
are
binding
?
You
ca
n't
torture
them
.
You
ca
n't
touch
them
.
You
do
n't
learn
from
your
mistakes
,
Riddle
,
do
you
?
"
"
You
dare
--
"
"
Yes
,
I
dare
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
I
know
things
you
do
n't
know
,
Tom
Riddle
.
I
know
lots
of
important
things
that
you
do
n't
.
Want
to
hear
some
,
before
you
make
another
big
mistake
?
"
Voldemort
did
not
speak
,
but
powled
in
a
circle
,
and
Harry
knew
that
he
kept
him
temporarily
mesmerized
at
bay
,
held
back
by
the
faintest
possibility
that
Harry
might
indeed
know
a
final
secret
...
"
Is
it
love
again
?
"
said
Voldemort
,
his
snake
's
face
jeering
.
"
Dumbledore
favorite
solution
,
love
,
which
he
claimed
conquered
death
,
though
love
did
not
stop
him
falling
from
the
tower
and
breaking
like
an
old
waxwork
?
Love
,
which
did
not
prevent
me
stamping
out
your
Mudblood
mother
like
a
cockroach
,
Potter
--
and
nobody
seems
to
love
you
enough
to
run
forward
this
time
and
take
my
curse
.
So
what
will
stop
you
dying
now
when
I
strike
?
"
"
Just
one
thing
,
"
said
Harry
,
and
still
they
circled
each
other
,
wrapped
in
each
other
,
held
apart
by
nothing
but
the
last
secret
.
