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Bangs And Smoke Were More Often The Marks Of Ineptitude Than Expertise.

We Must Try Not To Sink Beneath Our Anguish, Harry, But Battle On.

Well, That Was A Bit Stupid Of You,” Said Ginny Angrily, “seeing As You Don’t Know Anyone But Me Who’s Been Possessed By You-know-who, And I Can Tell You How It Feels.” Harry Remained Quite Still As The Impact Of These Words Hit Him. Then He Turned On The Spot To Face Her. “i Forgot,” He Said. “lucky You,” Said Ginny Coolly. “i’m Sorry,” Harry Said, And He Meant It.

Finally, The Truth. Lying With His Face Pressed Into The Dusty Carpet Of The Office Where He Had Once Thought He Was Learning The Secrets Of Victory, Harry Understood At Last That He Was Not Supposed To Survive.

Once Again You've Put Your Keen And Penetrating Mind To The Task And As Usual Come To The Wrong Conclusion!