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'
Lord
Voldemort
is
waiting
...
'
Very
slowly
,
his
arms
trembling
,
the
man
on
the
ground
raised
his
shoulders
a
few
inches
and
lifted
his
head
.
His
face
was
bloodstained
and
gaunt
,
twisted
in
pain
yet
rigid
with
defiance
...
'
You
'll
have
to
kill
me
,
'
whispered
Sirius
.
'
Undoubtedly
I
shall
in
the
end
,
'
said
the
cold
voice
.
'
But
you
will
fetch
it
for
me
first
,
Black
...
you
think
you
have
felt
pain
thus
far
?
Think
again
...
we
have
hours
ahead
of
us
and
nobody
to
hear
you
scream
...
'
But
somebody
screamed
as
Voldemort
lowered
his
wand
again
;
somebody
yelled
and
fell
sideways
off
a
hot
desk
on
to
the
cold
stone
floor
;
Harry
awoke
as
he
hit
the
ground
,
still
yelling
,
his
scar
on
fire
,
as
the
Great
Hall
erupted
all
around
him
.
'
I
'm
not
going
...
I
do
n't
need
the
hospital
wing
...
I
do
n't
want
...
'
He
was
gibbering
as
he
tried
to
pull
away
from
Professor
Tofty
,
who
was
looking
at
Harry
with
much
concern
after
helping
him
out
into
the
Entrance
Hall
with
the
students
all
around
them
staring
.
I
'm
--
I
'm
fine
,
sir
,
'
Harry
stammered
,
wiping
the
sweat
from
his
face
.
'Re
ally
...
I
just
fell
asleep
...
had
a
nightmare
...
'
'
Pressure
of
examinations
!
'
said
the
old
wizard
sympathetically
,
patting
Harry
shakily
on
the
shoulder
.
'
It
happens
,
young
man
,
it
happens
!
Now
,
a
cooling
drink
of
water
,
and
perhaps
you
will
be
ready
to
return
to
the
Great
Hall
?
The
examination
is
nearly
over
,
but
you
may
be
able
to
round
off
your
last
answer
nicely
?
'
'
Yes
,
'
said
Harry
wildly
.
'
I
mean
...
no
...
I
've
done
--
done
as
much
as
I
can
,
I
think
...
'
