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"
The
Dark
Lord
got
his
body
back
?
He
's
returned
?
"
"
And
the
Death
Eaters
came
...
and
then
we
dueled
...
.
"
"
You
dueled
with
the
Dark
Lord
?
"
"
Got
away
...
my
wand
...
did
something
funny
...
.
I
saw
my
mum
and
dad
...
they
came
out
of
his
wand
...
.
"
"
In
here
.
Harry
...
in
here
,
and
sit
down
...
.
You
'll
be
all
right
now
...
drink
this
...
.
"
Harry
heard
a
key
scrape
in
a
lock
and
felt
a
cup
being
pushed
into
his
hands
.
"
Drink
it
...
you
'll
feel
better
...
come
on
,
now
.
Harry
,
I
need
to
know
exactly
what
happened
...
.
"
Moody
helped
tip
the
stuff
down
Harry
's
throat
;
he
coughed
,
a
peppery
taste
burning
his
throat
.
Moody
's
office
came
into
sharper
focus
,
and
so
did
Moody
himself
...
.
He
looked
as
white
as
Fudge
had
looked
,
and
both
eyes
were
fixed
unblinkingly
upon
Harry
's
face
.
"
Voldemort
's
back
,
Harry
?
You
're
sure
he
's
back
?
How
did
he
do
it
?
"
"
He
took
stuff
from
his
father
's
grave
,
and
from
Wormtail
,
and
me
,
"
said
Harry
.
His
head
felt
clearer
;
his
scar
was
n't
hurting
so
badly
;
he
could
now
see
Moody
's
face
distinctly
,
even
though
the
office
was
dark
.
He
could
still
hear
screaming
and
shouting
from
the
distant
Quidditch
field
.
