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Harry
let
go
of
the
cup
,
but
he
clutched
Cedric
to
him
even
more
tightly
.
He
raised
his
free
hand
and
seized
Dumbledore
's
wrist
,
while
Dumbledore
's
face
swam
in
and
out
of
focus
.
"
He
's
back
,
"
Harry
whispered
.
"
He
's
back
.
Voldemort
.
"
"
What
's
going
on
?
What
's
happened
?
"
The
face
of
Cornelius
Fudge
appeared
upside
down
over
Harry
;
it
looked
white
,
appalled
.
"
My
God
-
Diggory
!
"
it
whispered
.
"
Dumbledore
-
he
's
dead
!
"
The
words
were
repeated
,
the
shadowy
figures
pressing
in
on
them
gasped
it
to
those
around
them
...
and
then
others
shouted
it
-
screeched
it
-
into
the
night
-
"
He
's
dead
!
"
"
He
's
dead
!
"
"
Cedric
Diggory
!
Dead
!
"
"
Harry
,
let
go
of
him
,
"
he
heard
Fudge
's
voice
say
,
and
he
felt
fingers
trying
to
pry
him
from
Cedric
's
limp
body
,
but
Harry
would
n't
let
him
go
.
Then
Dumbledore
's
face
,
which
was
still
blurred
and
misted
,
came
closer
.
"
Harry
,
you
ca
n't
help
him
now
.
It
's
over
.
Let
go
.
"
"
He
wanted
me
to
bring
him
back
,
"
Harry
muttered
-
it
seemed
important
to
explain
this
.
"
He
wanted
me
to
bring
him
back
to
his
parents
...
.
"
"
That
's
right
.
Harry
...
just
let
go
now
...
.
"
