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"
But
who
conjured
it
?
"
Harry
did
n't
say
anything
.
He
was
thinking
back
to
the
person
he
'd
seen
on
the
other
bank
of
the
lake
.
He
knew
who
he
thought
it
had
been
...
but
how
could
it
have
been
?
"
Did
n't
you
see
what
they
looked
like
?
"
said
Hermione
eagerly
.
"
Was
it
one
of
the
teachers
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
He
was
n't
a
teacher
.
"
"
But
it
must
have
been
a
really
powerful
wizard
,
to
drive
all
those
Dementors
away
...
If
the
Patronus
was
shining
so
brightly
,
did
n't
it
light
him
up
?
Could
n't
you
see
--
?
"
"
Yeah
,
I
saw
him
,
"
said
Harry
slowly
.
"
But
...
maybe
I
imagined
it
...
I
was
n't
thinking
straight
...
I
passed
out
right
afterward
...
.
"
"
Who
did
you
think
it
was
?
"
"
I
think
--
"
Harry
swallowed
,
knowing
how
strange
this
was
going
to
sound
.
"
I
think
it
was
my
dad
.
"
Harry
glanced
up
at
Hermione
and
saw
that
her
mouth
was
fully
open
now
.
She
was
gazing
at
him
with
a
mixture
of
alarm
and
pity
.
"
Harry
,
your
dad
's
--
well
--
dead
,
"
she
said
quietly
.
