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"
Nearly
there
,
"
said
Dumbledore
cheerfully
.
Sure
enough
,
the
greenish
light
seemed
to
be
growing
larger
at
last
,
and
within
minutes
,
the
boat
had
come
to
a
halt
,
bumping
gently
into
something
that
Harry
could
not
see
at
first
,
but
when
he
raised
his
illuminated
wand
he
saw
that
they
had
reached
a
small
island
of
smooth
rock
in
the
center
of
the
lake
.
"
Careful
not
to
touch
the
water
,
"
said
Dumbledore
again
as
Harry
climbed
out
of
the
boat
.
The
island
was
no
larger
than
Dumbledore
's
office
,
an
expanse
of
flat
dark
stone
on
which
stood
nothing
but
the
source
of
that
greenish
light
,
which
looked
much
brighter
when
viewed
close
to
.
Harry
squinted
at
it
;
at
first
,
he
thought
it
was
a
lamp
of
some
kind
,
but
then
he
saw
that
the
light
was
coming
from
a
stone
basin
rather
like
the
Pensieve
,
which
was
set
on
top
of
a
pedestal
.
Dumbledore
approached
the
basin
and
Harry
followed
.
Side
by
side
,
they
looked
down
into
it
.
The
basin
was
full
of
an
emerald
liquid
emitting
that
phosphorescent
glow
.
"
What
is
it
?
"
asked
Harry
quietly
.
"
I
am
not
sure
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
"
Something
more
worrisome
than
blood
and
bodies
,
however
.
"
Dumbledore
pushed
back
the
sleeve
of
his
robe
over
his
blackened
hand
,
and
stretched
out
the
tips
of
his
burned
fingers
toward
the
surface
of
the
potion
.
"
Sir
,
no
,
do
n't
touch
--
!
"
"
I
can
not
touch
,
"
said
Dumbledore
,
smiling
faintly
.
"
See
?
I
can
not
approach
any
nearer
than
this
.
You
try
.
"
