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'M
anners
,
Potter
,
'
said
Snape
dangerously
.
'N
ow
,
I
want
you
to
close
your
eyes
.
'
Harry
threw
him
a
filthy
look
before
doing
as
he
was
told
.
He
did
not
like
the
idea
of
standing
there
with
his
eyes
shut
while
Snape
faced
him
,
carrying
a
wand
.
'
Clear
your
mind
,
Potter
,
'
said
Snape
's
cold
voice
.
'
Let
go
of
all
emotion
...
'
But
Harry
's
anger
at
Snape
continued
to
pound
through
his
veins
like
venom
.
Let
go
of
his
anger
?
He
could
as
easily
detach
his
legs
...
'
You
're
not
doing
it
,
Potter
...
you
will
need
more
discipline
than
this
...
focus
,
now
...
'
Harry
tried
to
empty
his
mind
,
tried
not
to
think
,
or
remember
,
or
feel
...
'
Let
's
go
again
...
on
the
count
of
three
...
one
--
two
--
three
--
Legilimens
!
'
A
great
black
dragon
was
rearing
in
front
of
him
...
his
father
and
mother
were
waving
at
him
out
of
an
enchanted
mirror
...
Cedric
Diggory
was
lying
on
the
ground
with
blank
eyes
staring
at
him
...
'N
OOOOOOO
!
'
Harry
was
on
his
knees
again
,
his
face
buried
in
his
hands
,
his
brain
aching
as
though
someone
had
been
trying
to
pull
it
from
his
skull
.
