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It was indeed as though ice was flooding his body. He put the bottle down and walk forward. He braced himself saw the black flames, licking his body, but couldn’t fill them - for a moment he could see nothing but dark fire - then he was on the other side in the last chamber.
There was already someone there, but it wasn’t Snape. It wasn’t even Voldemort.
As the owls flooded into the Great Hall as usual, everyone’s attention was caught at once by a long thin package carried by six large screech owls. He was just as interested as everyone else to see what was in his large parcel, and was amazed when the owls soared down and throw it right in front of him; knocking his bacon to the floor.
Harry sat down opposite the ghost in the ruff he’d seen earlier. The ghost patted his arm giving Harry the sudden, horrible feeling he’d just plunged it into a bucket of ice cold water.
Three minutes to go. Was that the sea, slapping hard on the rock like that? And (two minutes to go) what was that funny crunching noise ? Was the rock crumbling into the sea ?
One minute to go and he’d be eleven. Thirty seconds…twenty…ten - nine - maybe he’d be wake Dudley up, just to annoy him - three -two -one
BOOM!
Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall bent forward over the bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep. Under a tuft of jet-black hair over his forehead they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a bolt of lightning.
"Harry, elleri titreyerek zarfı çevirince mor balmumundan bir mühür gördü;bir arma - koca bir 'H' harfinin çevresinde bir aslan, bir kartal, bir porsuk, birde yılan"......