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〃It'll　be　one　of　those　goblin　stories；〃　said　Ron；　〃about　how　the　wizards　are　always　trying　to　get　one　over　on　them。　I　suppose　we　should　think　ourselves　lucky　he　hasn't　asked　for　one　of　our　wands。〃
〃Goblins　have　got　good　reason　to　dislike　wizards；　Ron。〃　said　Hermione。　〃They've　been　treated　brutally　in　the　past。〃
〃Goblins　aren't　exactly　fluffy　little　bunnies；　though；　are　they？〃　said　Ron。　〃They've　killed　plenty　of　us。　They've　fought　dirty　too。〃
〃But　arguing　with　Griphook　about　whose　race　is　most　underhanded　and　violent　isn't　going　to　make　him　more　likely　to　help　us；　is　it？〃
There　was　a　pause　while　they　tried　to　think　of　a　way　around　the　problem。　Harry　looked　out　of　the　window　at　Dobby's　grave。　Luna　was　arranging　sea　lavender　in　a　jam　jar　beside　the　headstone。
〃Okay；〃　said　Ron；　and　Harry　turned　back　to　face　him；　〃how's　this？　We　tell　Griphook　we　need　the　sword　until　we　get　inside　the　_____　and　then　he　can　have　it。　There's　a　fake　in　these；　isn't　there？　We　switch　them；　and　give　him　the　fake。〃
〃Ron；　he'd　know　the　difference　better　than　we　would！〃　said　Hermione。　〃He's　the　only　one　who　realized　there　had　been　a　swap！〃
〃Yeah；　but　we　could　_ca_per　before　he　realizes　a150a150〃
He　quailed　beneath　the　look　Hermione　was　giving　him。
〃That；〃　she　said　quietly；　〃is　despicable。　Ask　for　his　help；　then　double…cross　him？　And　you　wonder　why　goblins　don't　like　wizards；　Ron？〃
Ron's　ears　had　turned　red。
〃All　right；　all　right！　It　was　the　only　thing　I　could　think　of！　What's　your　solution；　then？〃
〃We　need　to　offer　him　something　else；　something　just　as　valuable。〃
〃Brilliant；　I'll　go　and　get　one　of　our　ancient　goblin…made　swords　and　you　can　gift　wrap　it。〃
Silence　fell　between　them　again。　Harry　was　sure　that　the　goblin　would　accept　nothing　but　the　sword；　even　if　they　had　something　as　valuable　to　offer　him。　Yet　the　sword　was　their　one；　indispensable　weapon　against　the　Horcruxes。
He　closed　his　eyes　for　a　moment　or　two　and　listened　to　the　rush　of　the　sea。　The　idea　that　Gryffindor　might　have　stolen　the　sword　was　unpleasant　to　him：　He　had　always　been
proud　to　be　a　Gryffindor；　Gryffindor　had　been　the　champion　of　Muggle…borns；　the　wizard　who　had　clashed　with　the　pureblood…loving　Slytherin。。。。
〃Maybe　he's　lying；〃　Harry　said；　opening　his　eyes　again。　〃Griphook。　Maybe　Gryffindor　didn't　take　the　sword。　How　do　we　know　the　goblin　version　of　history's　right？〃
〃Does　it　make　a　difference？〃　asked　Hermione。
〃Changes　how　I　feel　about　it；〃　said　Harry。
He　took　a　deep　breath。
〃We'll　tell　him　he　can　have　the　sword　after　he's　helped　us　get　into　that　vault　a150a150　but　we'll　be　careful　to　avoid　telling　him　exactly　/when/　he　can　have　it。〃
A　grin　spread　slowly　across　Ron's　face。　Hermione；　however；　looked　alarmed。
〃Harry；　we　can't　a150a150〃
〃He　can　have　it；〃　Harry　went　on；　〃after　we've　used　it　on　all　of　the　Horcruxes。　I'll　make　sure　he　gets　it　then。　I'll　keep　my　word。〃
〃But　that　could　be　years！〃　said　Hermione。
〃I　know　that；　but　/he/　needn't。　I　won't　be　lying。。。　really。〃
Harry　met　her　eyes　with　a　mixture　of　defiance　and　shame。　He　remembered　the　words　that　had　been　engraved　over　the　gateway　to　Nurmengard：　FOR　THE　GREATER　GOOD。　He　pushed　the　idea　away。　What　choice　did　they　have？
〃I　don't　like　it；〃　said　Hermione。
〃Nor　do　I；　much；〃　Harry　admitted。
〃Well；　I　think　it's　genius；〃　said　Ron；　standing　up　again。　〃Let's　go　and　tell　him。〃
Back　in　the　smallest　bedroom；　Harry　made　the　offer；　careful　to　phrase　it　so　as　not　to　give　any　definite　time　for　the　handover　of　the　sword。　Hermione　frowned　at　the　floor　while　he　was　speaking；　he　felt　irritated　at　her；　afraid　that　she　might　give　the　game　away。　However；　Griphook　had　eyes　for　nobody　but　Harry。
〃I　have　your　word；　Harry　Potter；　that　you　will　give　me　the　sword　of　Gryffindor　if　I　help　you？〃
〃Yes；〃　said　Harry。
〃Then　shake；〃　said　the　goblin；　holding　out　his　hand。
Harry　took　it　and　shook。　He　wondered　whether　those　black　eyes　saw　any　misgivings　in　his　own。　Then　Griphook　relinquished　him；　clapped　his　hands　together；　and　said；　〃So。　We　begin！〃
It　was　like　planning　to　break　into　the　Ministry　all　over　again。　They　settled　to　work　in　the　smallest　bedroom；　which　was　kept；　according　to　Griphook's　preference；　in　semidarkness。
〃I　have　visited　the　Lestranges'　vault　only　once；〃　Griphook　told　them；　〃on　the　occasion　I　was　told　to　place　inside　it　the　false　sword。　It　is　one　of　the　most　ancient　chambers。　The　oldest　Wizarding　families　store　their　treasures　at　the　deepest　level；　where　the　vaults　are　largest　and　best　protected。。。。〃
They　remained　shut　in　the　cupboardlike　room　for　hours　at　a　time。　Slowly　the　days　stretched　into　weeks。　There　was　problem　after　problem　to　overcome；　not　least　of　which　was　that　their　store　of　Polyjuice　Potion　was　greatly　depleted。
〃There's　really　only　enough　left　for　one　of　us；〃　said　Hermione；　tilting　the　thick　mudlike　potion　against　the　lamplight。
〃That'll　be　enough；〃　said　Harry；　who　was　examining　Griphook's　hand…drawn　map　of　the　deepest　passageways。
The　other　inhabitants　of　Shell　Cottage　could　hardly　fail　to　notice　that　something　was　going　on　now　that　Harry；　Ron　and　Hermione　only　emerged　for　mealtimes。　Nobody　asked　questions；　although　Harry　often　felt　Bill's　eyes　on　the　three　of　them　at　the　table；　thoughtful；　concerned。
The　longer　they　spent　together；　the　more　Harry　realized　that　he　did　not　much　like　the　goblin。　Griphook　was　unexpectedly　bloodthirsty；　laughed　at　the　idea　of　pain　in　lesser　creatures　and　seemed　to　relish　the　possibility　that　they　might　have　to　hurt　other　wizards　to　reach　the　Lestranges'　vault。　Harry　could　tell　that　his　distaste　was　shared　by　the　other　two；　but　they　did　not　discuss　it。　They　needed　Griphook。
The　goblin　ate　only　grudgingly　with　the　rest　of　them。　Even　after　his　legs　had　mended；　he　continued　to　request　trays　of　food　in　his　room；　like　the　still…frail　Ollivander；　until　Bill　（following　an　angry　outburst　from　Fleur）　went　upstairs　to　tell　him　that　the　arrangement　could　not　continue。　Thereafter　Griphook　joined　them　at　the　overcrowded　table；　although　he　refused　to　eat　the　same　food；　insisting；　instead；　on　lumps　of　raw　meat；　roots；　and　various　fungi。
Harry　felt　responsible：　It　was；　after　all；　he　who　had　insisted　that　the　goblin　remain　at　Shell　Cottage　so　that　he　could　question　him；　his　fault　that　the　whole　Weasley　family　had　been　driven　into　hiding；　that　Bill；　Fred；　George；　and　Mr。　Weasley　could　no　longer　work。
〃I'm　sorry；〃　he　told　Fleur；　one　blustery　April　evening　as　he　helped　her　prepare　dinner。　〃I　never　meant　you　to　have　to　deal　with　all　of　this。〃
She　had　just　set　some　knives　to　work；　chipping　up　steaks　for　Griphook　and　Bill；　who　had　preferred　his　meat　bloody　ever　since　he　had　been　attacked　by　Greyback。　While　the　knives　sliced　behind　her；　her　somewhat　irritable　expression　softened。
〃'Arry；　you　saved　my　sister's　life；　I　do　not　forget。〃
This　was　not；　strictly　speaking；　true；　but　Harry　decided　against　reminding　her　that　Gabrielle　had　never　been　in　real　danger。
〃Anyway；〃　Fleur　went　on；　pointing　her　want　at　a　pot　of　sauce　on　the　stove；　which　began　to　bubble　at　once；　〃Mr。　Ollivander　leaves　for　Muriel's　zis　evening。　Zat　will　make　zings　easier。　Ze　goblin；〃　she　scowled　a　little　at　the　mention　of　him；　〃can　move　downstairs；　and　you；　Ron；　and　Dean　can　take　zat　room。〃
〃We　don't　mind　sleeping　in　the　living　room；〃　said　Harry；　who　knew　that　Griphook　would　thing　poorly　of　having　to　sleep　on　the　sofa；　keeping　Griphook　happy　was　essential　to　their　plans。　〃Don't　worry　about　us。〃　And　when　she　tried　to　protest　he　went　on；　〃We'll　be　off　your　hands　soon　too；　Ron；　Hermione；　and　I。　We　won't　need　to　be　here　much　longer。〃
〃But；　what　do　you　mean？〃　she　said；　frowning　at　him；　her　wand　pointing　at　the　casserole　dish　now　suspended　in　midair。　〃Of　course　you　must　not　leave；　you　are　safe　'ere！〃
She　looked　rather　like　Mrs。　Weasley　as　she　said　it；　and　he　was　glad　that　the　back　door　opened　at　that　moment。　Luna　and　Dean　entered；　their　hair　damp　from　the　rain　outside　and　their　arms　full　of　driftwood。
〃。。。　and　tiny　little　ears；〃　Luna　was　saying；　〃a　bit　like　hippo's；　Daddy　says；　only　purple　and　hairy。　And　if　you　want　to　call　them；　you　have　to　hum；　they　prefer　a　waltz；　nothing　too　fast。。。。〃
Looking　uncomfortable；　Dean　shrugged　at　Harry　as　he　passed；　following　Luna　into　the　combined　dining　and　sitting　room　where　Ron　and　Hermione　were　laying　the　dinner　table。　Seizing　the　chance　to　escape　Fleur's　questions；　Harry　grabbed　two　jugs　of　pumpkin　juice　and　followed　them。
〃。。。　and　if　you　ever　come　to　our　house　I'll　be　able　to　show　you　the　horn；　Daddy　wrote　to　me　about　it　but　I　haven't　seen　it　yet；　because　the　Death　Eaters　took　me　from　the　Hogwarts　Express　and　I　never　got　home　for　Christmas；〃　Luna　was　saying；　as　she　and　Dean　relit　the　fire。
〃Luna；　we　told　you；〃　Hermione　called　over　to　her。　〃That　horn　exploded。　It　came　from　an　Erumpent；　not　a　Crumple…Horned　Snorkack　a150a150〃
〃No；　it　was　definitely　a　Snorkack　horn；〃　said　Luna　serenely；　〃Daddy　told　me。　It　will　probably　have　re…formed　by　now；　they　mend　themselves；　you　know。〃
Hermione　shook　her　head　and　continued　laying　down　forks　as　Bill　appeared；　leading　Mr。　Ollivander　down　the　stairs。　The　wandmaker　still　looked　exceptionally　frail；　and　he　clung　to　Bill's　arm　as　the　latter　supported　him；　carrying　a　large　suitcase。
〃I'm　going　to　miss　you；　Mr。　Ollivander；〃　said　Luna；　approaching　the　old　man。
〃And　I　you；　my　dear；〃　said　Ollivander；　patting　her　on　the　shoulder。
〃You　were　an　inexpressible　comfort　to　me　in　that　terrible　place。〃
〃So；　iau　revoiri；　Mr。　Ollivander；〃　said　Fleur；　kissing　him　on　both　cheeks。　〃And　I　wonder　whezzer　you　could　oblige　me　by　delivering　a　package　to　Bill's　Auntie　Murie！？　I　never　returned　'er　tiara。〃
〃It　will　be　an　honor；〃　said　Ollivander　with　a　little　bow；　〃the　very　least　I　can　do　in　return　for　your　generous　hospitality。〃
Fleur　drew　out　a　worn　velvet　case；　which　she　opened　to　show　the　wandmaker。　The　tiara　sat　glittering　and　twinkling　in　the　light　from　the　low…hanging　lamp。
〃Moonstones　and　diamonds；〃　said　Griphook；　who　had　sidled　into　the　room　without　Harry　noticing。　〃Made　by　goblins；　I　think？〃
〃And　paid　for　by　wizards；〃　said　Bill　quietly；　and　the　goblin　shot　him　a　look　that　was　both　furtive　and　challenging。
A　strong　wind　gusted　against　the　cottage　windows　as　Bill　and　Ollivander　set　off　into　the　night。　The　rest　of　them　squeezed　in　around　the　table；　elbow　to　elbow　and