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e　attempted　killing　of　a　child。　But　what　escaped　from　that　room　was　even　less　than　he　knew。　He　left　more　than　his　body　behind。　He　left　part　of　himself　latched　to　you；　the　would…be　victim　who　had　survived。
〃And　his　knowledge　remained　woefully　incomplete；　Harry！　That　which　Voldemort　does　not　value；　he　takes　no　trouble　to　comprehend。　Of　house…elves　and　children's　tales；　of　love；　loyalty；　and　innocence；　Voldemort　knows　and　understands　nothing。　iNothingi。　That　they　all　have　a　power　beyond　his　own；　a　power　beyond　the　reach　of　any　magic；　is　a　truth　he　has　never　grasped。
〃He　took　your　blood　believing　it　would　strengthen　him。　He　took　into　his　body　a　tiny　part　of　the　enchantment　your　mother　laid　upon　you　when　she　died　for　you。　His　body　keeps　her　sacrafice　alive；　and　while　that　enchantment　survives；　so　do　you　and　so　does　Voldemort's　one　last　hope　for　himself。〃
Dumbledore　smiled　at　Harry；　and　Harry　stared　at　him。
〃And　you　knew　this？　You　knew　…　all　along？〃
〃I　guessed。　But　my　guesses　have　usually　been　good；〃　said　Dumbledore　happily；　and　they　sat　in　silence　for　what　seemed　like　a　long　time；　while　the　creature　behind　them　continued　to　whimper　and　tremble。
〃There's　more；〃　said　Harry。　〃There's　more　to　it。　Why　did　my　wand　break　the　wand　he　borrowed？〃
〃As　to　that；　I　cannot　be　sure。〃
〃Have　a　guess；　then；〃　said　Harry；　and　Dumbledore　laughed。
〃What　you　must　understand；　Harry；　is　that　you　and　Lord　Voldemort　have　journeyed　together　into　realms　of　magic　hitherto　unknown　and　untested。　But　here　is　what
I　think　happened；　and　it　is　unprecedented；　and　no　wandmaker　could；　I　think；　ever　have　predicted　or　explained　it　to　Voldemort。
〃Without　meaning　to；　as　you　now　know；　Lord　Voldemort　doubled　the　bond　between　you　when　he　returned　to　a　human　form。　A　part　of　his　soul　was　still　attached　to　yours；　and；　thinking　to　strengthen　himself；　he　took　a　part　of　your　mother's　sacrafice　into　himself。　If　he　could　only　have　understood　the　precise　and　terrible　power　of　that　sacrifice；　he　would　not；　perhaps；　have　dared　to　touch　your　blood。　。　。　。　But　then；　if　he　had　been　able　to　understand；　he　could　not　be　Lord　Voldemort；　and　might　never　have　murdered　at　all。
〃Having　ensured　this　two…fold　connection；　having　wrapped　your　destinies　together　more　securely　than　ever　two　wizards　were　joined　in　history；　Voldemort　proceeded　to　attack　you　with　a　wand　that　shared　a　core　with　yours。　And　now　something　very　strange　happened；　as　we　know。　The　cores　reacted　in　a　way　that　Lord　Voldemort；　who　never　knew　that　your　wand　was　a　twin　of　his；　had　ever　expected。
〃He　was　more　afraid　than　you　were　that　night；　Harry。　You　had　accepted；　even　embraced；　the　possibility　of　death；　something　Lord　Voldemort　has　never　been　able　to　do。　Your　courage　won；　your　wand　overpowered　his。　And　in　doing　so；　something　happened　between　those　wands；　something　that　echoed　the　relationship　between　their　masters。
〃I　believe　that　your　wand　imbibed　some　of　the　power　and　qualities　of　Voldemort's　wand　that　night；　which　is　to　say　that　it　contained　a　little　of　Voldemort　himself。　So　your　wand　recognized　him　when　he　pursued　you；　recognized　a　man　who　was　both　kin　and　mortal　enemy；　and　it　regurgitated　some　of　his　own　magic　against　him；　magic　much　more　powerful　than　anything　Lucius's　wand　had　ever　performed。　Your　wand　now　contained　the　power　of　your　enormous　courage　and　of　Voldemort's　own　deadly　skill：　What　chance　did　that　poor　stick　of　Lucius　Malfoy's　stand？〃
〃But　if　my　wand　was　so　powerful；　how　come　Hermione　was　able　to　break　it？〃　asked　Harry。
〃My　dear　boy；　its　remarkable　effects　were　directed　only　at　Voldemort；　who　had　tampered　so　ill…advisedly　with　the　deepest　laws　of　magic。　Only　toward　him　was　that　wand　abnormally　powerful。　Otherwise　it　was　a　wand　like　any　other　。　。　。　though　a　good　one；　I　am　sure；〃　Dumbledore　finished　kindly。
Harry　sat　in　thought　for　a　long　time；　or　perhaps　seconds。　It　was　very　hard　to　be　sure　of　things　like　time；　here。
〃He　killed　me　with　your　wand。〃
〃He　ifailedi　to　kill　you　with　my　wand；〃　Dumbledore　corrected　Harry。　〃I　think　we　can　agree　that　you　are　not　dead　…　though；　of　course；〃　he　added；　as　if　fearing　he　had　been　discourteous；　〃I　do　not　minimize　your　sufferings；　which　I　am　sure　were　severe。〃
〃I　feel　great　at　the　moment；　though；〃　said　Harry；　looking　down　at　his　clean；　unblemished　hands。　〃Where　are　we；　exactly？〃
〃Well；　I　was　going　to　ask　you　that；〃　said　Dumbledore；　looking　around。　〃Where　would　you　say　that　we　are？〃
Until　Dumbledore　had　asked；　Harry　had　not　known。　Now；　however；　he　found　that　he　had　an　answer　ready　to　give。
〃It　looks；〃　he　said　slowly；　〃like　King's　Cross　station。　Except　a　lo　cleaner　and　empty；　and　there　are　no　trains　as　far　as　I　can　see。〃
〃King's　Cross　station！〃　Dumbledore　was　chuckling　immoderately。　〃Good　gracious；　really？〃
〃Well；　where　do　you　think　we　are？〃　asked　Harry；　a　little　defensively。
〃My　dear　boy；　I　have　no　idea。　This　is；　as　they　say；　iyouri　party。〃
Harry　had　no　idea　what　this　meant；　Dumbledore　was　being　infuriating。　He　glared　at　him；　then　remembered　a　much　more　pressing　question　than　that　of　their　current　location。
〃The　Deathly　Hallows；〃　he　said；　and　he　was　glad　to　see　that　the　words　wiped　the　smile　from　Dumbledore's　face。
〃Ah；　yes；〃　he　said。　He　even　looked　a　little　worried。
〃Well？〃
For　the　first　time　since　Harry　had　met　Dumbledore；　he　looked　less　than　an　old　man；　much　less。　He　looked　fleetingly　like　a　small　boy　caught　in　wrongdoing。
〃Can　you　forgive　me？〃　he　said。　〃Can　you　forgive　me　for　not　trusting　you？　For　not　telling　you？　Harry；　I　only　feared　that　you　would　fail　as　I　had　failed。　I　only　dreaded　that　you　would　make　my　mistakes。　I　crave　your　pardon；　Harry。　I　have　known；　for　some　time　now；　that　you　are　the　better　man。〃
〃What　are　you　talking　about？〃　asked　Harry；　startled　by　Dumbledore's　tone；　by　the　sudden　tears　in　his　eyes。
〃The　Hallows；　the　Hallows；〃　murmured　Dumbledore。　〃A　desperate　man's　dream！〃
〃But　they're　real！〃
〃Real；　and　dangerous；　and　a　lure　for　fools；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃And　I　was　such　a　fool。　But　you　know；　don't　you？　I　have　no　secrets　from　you　anymore。　You　know。〃
〃What　do　I　know？〃
Dumbledore　turned　his　whole　body　to　face　Harry；　and　tears　still　sparkled　in　the　brilliantly　blue　eyes。
〃Master　of　death；　Harry；　master　of　Death！　Was　I　better；　ultimately；　than　Voldemort？〃
〃Of　course　you　were；〃　said　Harry。　〃Of　course　…　how　can　you　ask　that？　You　never　killed　if　you　could　avoid　it！〃
〃True；　true；〃　said　Dumbledore；　and　he　was　like　a　child　seeking　reassurance。　〃Yet　I　too　sought　a　way　to　conquer　death；　Harry。〃
〃Not　the　way　he　did；〃　said　Harry。　After　all　his　anger　at　Dumbledore；　how　odd　it　was　to　sit　here；　beneath　the　high；　vaulted　ceiling；　and　defend　Dumbledore　from　himself。　〃Hallows；　not　Horcruxes。〃
〃Hallows；〃　murmured　Dumbledore；　〃not　Horcruxes。　Precisely。〃
There　was　a　pause。　The　creature　behind　them　whimpered；　but　Harry　no　longer　looked　around。
〃Grindelwald　was　looking　for　them　too？〃　he　asked。
Dumbledore　closed　his　eyes　for　a　moment　and　nodded。
〃It　was　the　thing；　above　all；　that　drew　us　together；〃　he　said　quietly。　〃Two　clever；　arrogant　boys　with　a　shared　obsession。　He　wanted　to　come　to　Godric's　Hollow；　as　I　am　sure　you　have　guessed；　because　of　the　grave　of　Ignotus　Peverell。　He　wanted　to　explore　the　place　the　third　brother　had　died。〃
〃So　it's　true？〃　asked　Harry。　〃All　of　it？　The　Peverell　brothers　…〃
〃a151were　the　three　brothers　of　the　tale；〃　said　Dumbledore；　nodding。　〃Oh　yes；　I　think　so。　Whether　they　met　Death　on　a　lonely　road　。　。　。　I　think　it　more　likely　that　the
Peverell　brothers　were　simply　gifted；　dangerous　wizards　who　succeeded　in　creating　those　powerful　objects。　The　story　of　them　being　Death's　own　Hallows　seems　to　me　the　sort　of　legend　that　might　have　sprung　up　around　such　creations。
〃The　Cloak；　as　you　know　now；　traveled　down　through　the　ages；　father　to　son；　mother　to　daughter；　right　down　to　Ignotus's　last　living　descendant；　who　was　born；　as　Ignotus　was；　in　the　village　of　Godric's　Hollow。〃
Dumbledore　smiled　at　Harry。
〃Me？〃
〃You。　You　have　guessed；；　I　know；　why　the　Cloak　was　in　my　possession　on　the　night　your　parents　died。　James　had　showed　it　to　me　just　a　few　days　previously。　It　explained　much　of　his　undetected　wrongdoing　at　school！　I　could　hardly　believe　what　I　was　seeing。　I　asked　to　borrow　it；　to　examine　it。　I　had　long　since　given　up　my　dream　of　uniting　the　Hallows；　but　I　could　not　resist；　could　not　help　taking　a　closer　look。　。　。　。　It　was　a　Cloak　the　likes　of　which　I　had　never　seen；　immensely　old；　perfect　in　every　respect　。　。　。　and　then　your　father　died；　and　I　had　two　Hallows　at　last；　all　to　myself！〃
His　tone　was　unbearably　bitter。
〃The　Cloak　wouldn't　have　helped　them　survive；　though；〃　Harry　said　quickly。　〃Voldemort　knew　where　my　mum　and　dad　were。　The　Cloak　couldn't　have　made　them　curse…proof。〃
〃true；〃　sighed　Dumbledore。　〃True。〃
Harry　waited；　but　Dumbledore　did　not　speak；　so　he　prompted　him。
〃So　you'd　given　up　looking　for　the　Hallows　when　you　saw　the　Cloak？〃
〃Oh　yes；〃　said　Dumbledore　faintly。　It　seemed　that　he　forced　himself　to　meet　Harry's　eyes。　〃You　know　what　happened。　You　know。　You　cannot　despise　me　more　than　I　despise　myself。〃
〃But　I　don't　despise　you　…〃
〃Then　you　should；〃　said　Dumbledore。　He　drew　a　deep　breath。　〃You　know　the　secret　of　my　sister's　ill　health；　what　those　Muggles　did；　what　she　became。　You　know　how　my　poor　father　sought　revenge；　and　paid　the　price；　died　In　Azkaban。　You　know　how　my　mother　gave　up　her　own　life　to　care　for　Ariana。
〃I　resented　it；　Harry。〃
Dumbledore　stated　it　baldly；　coldly。　He　was　looking　now　over　the　top　of　Harry's　head；　into　the　distance。
〃I　was　gifted；　I　was　brilliant。　I　wanted　to　escape。　I　wanted　to　shine。　I　wanted　glory。
〃Do　not　misunderstand　me；〃　he　said；　and　pain　crossed　the　face　so　that　he　looked　ancient　again。　〃I　loved　them；　I　loved　my　parents；　I　loved　my　brother　and　my　sister；　but　I　was　selfish；　Harry；　more　selfish　than　you；　who　are　a　remarkably　selfless　person；　could　possibly　imagine。
〃So　that；　when　my　mother　died；　and　I　was　left　the　responsibility　of　a　damaged　sister　and　a　wayward　brother；　I　returned　to　my　village　in　anger　and　bitterness。　Trapped　and　wasted；　I　thought！　And　then　of　course；　he　came。　。　。　。〃
Dumbledore　looked　directly　into　Harry's　eyes　again。
〃Grindelwald。　You　cannot　imagine　how　his　ideas　caught　me；　Harry；　inflamed　me。　Muggles　forced　into　subservience。　We　wizards　triumphant。　Grin