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But　then　his　scar　seared　and　the　Room　of　Req1uirement　vanished。　He　was　looking　through　the　high　wrought…iron　gates　with　winged　boats　on　pillars　at　either　side；　looking　through　the　dark　grounds　toward　the　castle；　which　was　ablaze　with　lights。　Nagini　lay　draped　over　his　shoulders。　He　was　possessed　of　that　cold；　cruel　sense　of　purpose　that　preceded　murder。

pC0=〃Chapter　Thirty…One：　The　Battle　of　Hogwarts〃
bChapter　Thirty…One
iThe　Battle　of　Hogwartsib
The　enchanted　ceiling　of　the　Great　Hall　was　dark　and　scattered　with　stars；　and　below　it　the　four　long　House　tables　were　lined　with　disheveled　students；　some　in　traveling　cloaks；　others　in　dressing　gowns。　Here　and　there　shone　the　pearly　white　figures　of　the　school　ghosts。　Every　eye；　living　and　dead　was　fixed　upon　Professor　McGonagall；　who　was　speaking　from　the　raised　platform　at　the　top　of　the　Hall。　Behind　her　stood　the　remaining　teaches；　including　the　palomino　centaur；　Firenze；　and　the　members　of　the　Order　of　the　Phoenix　who　had　arrived　to　fight。
〃。。。evacuation　will　be　overseen　by　Mr。　Filch　and　Madame　Pomfrey。　Prefects；　when　I　give　the　word；　you　will　organize　your　House　and　take　your　charges　in　orderly　fashion　to　the　evacuation　point。
Many　of　the　students　looked　petrified。　However；　as　Harry　skirted　the　walls；　scanning　the　Gryffindor　table　for　Ron　and　Hermione；　Ernie　Macmillan　stood　up　at　the　Hufflepuff　table　and　shouted；　〃And　what　if　we　want　to　stay　and　fight？〃
There　was　a　smattering　of　applause。
〃If　you　are　of　age；　you　may　stay。〃　said　Professor　McGonagall。
〃What　about　our　things？〃　called　a　girl　at　the　Ravenclaw　table。　〃Our　trunks；　our　owls？〃
〃We　have　no　time　to　collect　possessions。〃　said　Professor　McGonagall。　〃The　important　thing　is　to　get　you　out　of　here　safely。〃
〃Where's　Professor　Snape？〃　shouted　a　girl　from　the　Slytherin　table。
〃He　has；　to　use　the　common　phrase；　done　a　bunk。〃　replied　Professor　McGonagall　and　a　great　cheer　erupted　from　the　Gryffindors；　Hufflepuffs；　and　Ravenclaws。
Harry　moved　up　the　Hall　alongside　the　Gryffindor　table；　still　looking　for　Ron　and　Hermione。　As　he　passed；　faces　turned　in　his　direction；　and　a　great　deal　of　whispering　broke　out　in　his　wake。
〃We　have　already　placed　protection　around　the　castle；〃　Professor　McGonagall　was　saying；　〃but　it　is　unlikely　to　hold　for　very　long　unless　we　reinforce　it。　I　must　ask　you；　therefore；　to　move　quickly　and　calmly；　and　do　as　your　prefects　…〃
But　her　final　words　were　drowned　as　a　different　voice　echoed　throughout　the　Hall。　It　was　high；　cold；　and　clear。　There　was　no　telling　from　where　it　came。　It　seemed　to　issue　from　the　walls　themselves。　Like　the　monster　it　had　once　commanded；　it　might　have　lain　dormant　there　for　centuries。
〃I　know　that　you　are　preparing　to　fight。〃　There　were　screams　amongst　the　students；　some　of　whom　clutched　each　other；　looking　around　in　terror　for　the　source　of　the　sound。　〃Your　efforts　are　futile。　You　cannot　fight　me。　I　do　not　want　to　kill　you。　I　have　great　respect　for　the　teachers　of　Hogwarts。　I　do　not　want　to　spill　magical　blood。〃
There　was　silence　in　the　Hall　now；　the　kind　of　silence　that　presses　against　the　eardrums；　that　seems　too　huge　to　be　contained　by　walls。
〃Give　me　Harry　Potter；〃　said　Voldemort's　voice；　〃and　they　shall　not　be　harmed。　Give　me　Harry　Potter　and　I　shall　leave　the　school　untouched。　Give　me　Harry　Potter　and　you　will　be　rewarded。
〃You　have　until　midnight。〃
The　silence　swallowed　them　all　again。　Every　head　turned；　every　eye　in　the　place　seemed　to　have　found　Harry；　to　hold　him　forever　in　the　glare　of　thousands　of　invisible　beams。　Then　a　figure　rose　from　the　Slytherin　table　and　he　recognized　Pansy　Parkinson　as　she　raised　a　shaking　arm　and　screamed；　〃But　he's　there！　Potter's　there。　Someone　grab　him！〃
Before　Harry　could　speak；　there　was　a　massive　movement。　The　Gryffindors　in　front　of　him　had　risen　and　stood　facing；　not　Harry；　but　the　Slytherins。　Then　the　Hufflepuffs　stood；　and　almost　at　the　same　moment；　the　Ravenclaws；　all　of　them　with　their　backs　to　Harry；　all　of　them　looking　toward　Pansy　instead；　and　Harry；　awestruck　and　overwhelmed；　saw　wands　emerging　everywhere；　pulled　from　beneath　cloaks　and　from　under　sleeves。
〃Thank　you；　Miss　Parkinson。〃　said　Professor　McGonagall　in　a　clipped　voice。　〃You　will　leave　the　Hall　first　with　Mr。　Filch。　If　the　rest　of　your　House　could　follow。〃
Harry　heard　the　grinding　of　the　benches　and　then　the　sound　of　the　Slytherins　trooping　out　on　the　other　side　of　the　Hall。
〃Ravenclaws；　follow　on！〃　cried　Professor　McGonagall。
Slowly　the　four　tables　emptied。　The　Slytherin　table　was　completely　deserted；　but　a　number　of　older　Ravenclaws　remained　seated　while　their　fellows　filed　out；　even　more　Hufflepuffs　stayed　behind；　and　half　of　Gryffindor　remained　in　their　seats；　necessitating　Professor　McGonagall's　descent　from　the　teachers'　platform　to　chivvy　the　underage　on　their　way。
〃Absolutely　not；　Creevey；　go！　And　you；　Peakes！〃
Harry　hurried　over　to　the　Weasleys；　all　sitting　together　at　the　Gryffindor　table。
〃Where　are　Ron　and　Hermione？〃
〃Haven't　you　found　…？〃　began　Mr。　Weasley；　looking　worried。
But　he　broke　off　as　Kingsley　had　stepped　forward　on　the　raised　platform　to　address　those　who　had　remained　behind。
〃We've　only　got　half　an　half　an　hour　until　midnight；　so　we　need　to　act　fast。　A　battle　plan　has　been　agreed　between　the　teachers　of　Hogwarts　and　the　Order　of　the　Phoenix。　Professors　Flitwick；　Sprout　and　McGonagall　are　going　to　take　groups　of　fighters　up　to　the　three　highest　towers　…　Ravenclaw；　Astronomy；　and　Gryffindor　…　where　they'll　have　good　overview；　excellent　positions　from　which　to　work　spells。　Meanwhile　Remus〃　…　he　indicated　Lupin　…　〃Arthur〃　…　he　pointed　toward　Mr。　Weasley；　sitting　at　the　Gryffindor　table　…　〃and　I　will　take　groups　into　the　grounds。　We'll　need　somebody　to　organize　defense　of　the　entrances　or　the　passageways　into　the　school　…〃
〃Sounds　like　a　job　for　us。〃　called　Fred；　indicating　himself　and　George；　and　Kingsley　nodded　his　approval。
〃All　right；　leaders　up　here　and　we'll　divide　up　the　troops！〃
〃Potter；〃　said　Professor　McGonagall；　hurrying　up　to　him；　as　students　flooded　the　platform；　jostling　for　position；　receiving　instructions；　〃Aren't　you　supposed　to　be　looking　for　something？〃
〃What？　Oh；〃　said　Harry；　〃oh　yeah！〃
He　had　almost　forgotten　about　the　Horcrux；　almost　forgotten　that　the　battle　was　being　fought　so　that　he　could　search　for　it：　The　inexplicable　absence　of　Ron　and　Hermione　had　momentarily　driven　every　other　thought　from　his　mind。
〃Then　go；　Potter；　go！〃
〃Right　…　yeah　…〃
He　sensed　eyes　following　him　as　he　ran　out　of　the　Great　Hall　again；　into　the　entrance　hall　still　crowded　with　evacuating　students。　He　allowed　himself　to　be　swept　up　the　marble　staircase　with　them；　but　at　the　top　he　hurried　off　along　a　deserted　corridor。　Fear　and　panic　were　clouding　his　thought　processes。　He　tried　to　calm　himself；　to　concentrate　on　finding　the　Horcrux；　but　his　thoughts　buzzed　as　frantically　and　fruitlessly　as　wasps　trapped　beneath　a　glass。　Without　Ron　and　Hermione　to　help　him　he　could　not　seem　to　marshal　his　ideas。　He　slowed　down；　coming　to　a　halt　halfway　along　a　passage；　where　he　sat　down　on　the　plinth　of　a　departed　statue　and　pulled　the　Marauder's　Map　out　of　the　pouch　around　his　neck。　He　could　not　see　Ron's　of　Hermione's　names　anywhere　on　it；　though　the　density　of　the　crowd　of　dots　now　making　its　way　to　the　Room　of　Requirement　might；　he　thought；　be　concealing　them。　He　put　the　map　away；　pressed　his　hands　over　his　face；　and　closed　his　eyes；　trying　to　concentrate。
Voldemort　thought　I'd　go　to　Ravenclaw　Tower。
There　it　was；　a　solid　fact；　the　place　to　start。　Voldemort　had　stationed　Alecto　Carrow　in　the　Ravenclaw　common　room；　and　there　could　be　only　one　explanation；　Voldemort　feared　that　Harry　already　knew　his　Horcrux　was　connected　to　that　House。
But　the　only　object　anyone　seemed　to　associate　with　Ravenclaw　was　the　lost　diadem。。。　and　how　could　the　Horcrux　be　the　diadem？　How　was　it　possible　that　Voldemort；　the　Slytherin；　had　found　the　diadem　that　had　eluded　generations　of　Ravenclaws？　Who　could　have　told　him　where　to　look；　when　nobody　had　seen　the　diadem　in　living　memory？
In　living　memory。。。
Beneath　his　fingers；　Harry's　eyes　flew　open　again。　He　leapt　up　from　the　plinth　and　tore　back　the　way　he　had　come；　now　in　pursuit　of　his　one　last　hope。　The　sound　of　hundreds　of　people　marching　toward　the　Room　of　Requirement　grew　louder　and　louder　as　he　returned　to　the　marble　stairs。　Prefects　were　shouting　instructions；　trying　to　keep　track　of　the　students　in　their　own　houses；　there　was　much　pushing　and　shouting；　Harry
saw　Zacharias　Smith　bowling　over　first　years　to　get　to　the　front　of　the　queue；　here　and　there　younger　students　were　in　tears；　while　older　ones　called　desperately　for　friends　or　siblings。
Harry　caught　sight　of　a　pearly　white　figure　drifting　across　the　entrance　hall　below　and　yelled　as　loudly　as　he　could　over　the　clamor。
〃Nick！　NICK！　I　need　to　talk　to　you！〃
He　forced　his　way　back　through　the　tide　of　students；　finally　reaching　the　bottom　of　the　stairs；　where　Nearly　Headless　Nick；　ghost　of　Gryffindor　Tower；　stood　waiting　for　him。
〃Harry！　My　dear　boy！〃
Nick　made　to　grasp　Harry's　hands　with　both　of　his　own；　Harry　felt　as　though　they　had　been　thrust　into　icy　water。
〃Nick；　you've　got　to　help　me。　Who's　the　ghost　of　Ravenclaw　Tower？〃
Nearly　Headless　Nick　looked　surprised　and　a　little　offended。
〃The　Gray　Lady；　of　course；　but　if　it　is　ghostly　services　you　require　…？〃
〃It's　got　to　be　her　…　d'you　know　where　she　is？〃
〃Let's　see。。。〃
Nick's　head　wobbled　a　little　on　his　ruff　as　he　turned　hither　and　thither；　peering　over　the　heads　of　the　swarming　students。
〃That's　her　over　there；　Harry；　the　young　woman　with　the　long　hair。〃
Harry　looked　in　the　direction　of　Nick's　transparent；　pointing　finger　and　saw　a　tall　ghost　who　caught　sight　of　Harry　looking　at　her；　raised　her　eyebrows；　and　drifted　away　through　a　solid　wall。
Harry　ran　after　her。　Once　through　the　door　of　the　corridor　into　which　she　had　disappeared；　he　saw　her　at　the　very　end　of　the　passage；　still　gliding　smoothly　away　from　him。
〃hey　…　wait　…　come　back！〃
She　consented　to　pause；　floating　a　few　inches　from　the　ground。　Harry　supposed　that　she　was　beautiful；　with　her　waist…length　hair　and　floor…length　cloak；　but　she　also
looked　haughty　and　proud。　Close　in；　he　recognized　her　as　a　ghost　he　had　passed