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"
Although
the
Prophet
says
...
"
began
Ron
,
but
Hermione
said
,
"
Shh
!
"
"
The
Prophet
's
got
it
right
,
"
said
Harry
,
looking
up
at
them
both
with
a
great
effort
:
Hermione
seemed
frightened
and
Ron
amazed
.
"
That
glass
ball
that
smashed
was
n't
the
only
record
of
the
prophecy
.
I
heard
the
whole
thing
in
Dumbledore
's
office
,
he
was
the
one
the
prophecy
was
made
to
,
so
he
could
tell
me
.
From
what
it
said
,
"
Harry
took
a
deep
breath
,
"
it
looks
like
I
'm
the
one
who
's
got
to
finish
off
Voldemort
...
At
least
,
it
said
neither
of
us
could
live
while
the
other
survives
.
"
The
three
of
them
gazed
at
one
another
in
silence
for
a
moment
.
Then
there
was
a
loud
bang
and
Hermione
vanished
behind
a
puff
of
black
smoke
.
"
Hermione
!
"
shouted
Harry
and
Ron
;
the
breakfast
tray
slid
to
the
floor
with
a
crash
.
Hermione
emerged
,
coughing
,
out
of
the
smoke
,
clutching
the
telescope
and
sporting
a
brilliantly
purple
black
eye
.
"
I
squeezed
it
and
it
...
it
punched
me
!
"
she
gasped
.
And
sure
enough
,
they
now
saw
a
tiny
fist
on
a
long
spring
protruding
from
the
end
of
the
telescope
.
"
Do
n't
worry
,
"
said
Ron
,
who
was
plainly
trying
not
to
laugh
,
"
Mum
'll
fix
that
,
she
's
good
at
healing
minor
injuries
...
"
"
Oh
well
,
never
mind
that
now
!
"
said
Hermione
hastily
.
"
Harry
,
oh
,
Harry
...
"
She
sat
down
on
the
edge
of
his
bed
again
.
