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  • Do not lie to Lord Voldemort, Muggle, for he knows…he always knows…
  • The very idea of going to them when they awoke, and telling them about his scar hurting him, and about his worries about Voldemort, was laughable.
  • And yet it was because of Voldemort that Harry had come to live with the Dursleys in the first place.
  • If it hadn’t been for Voldemort, Harry would not have had the lightning scar on his forehead.
  • Instead of killing the small boy, the curse had rebounded upon Voldemort.
  • Harry had survived with nothing but a lightning-shaped cut on his forehead, and Voldemort had been reduced to something barely alive.
  • Last time that happened it was because Voldemort was at Hogwarts.
  • It was hard, just now, to feel worried about anything — even Lord Voldemort.
  • Everybody flinched — like most of the wizarding world, the Weasleys always avoided saying Voldemort’s name.
  • And tonight, for the first time in thirteen years, Lord Voldemort’s mark had appeared in the sky.
  • It’s weird, isn’t it? …. My scar hurts, and three days later the Death Eaters are on the march, and Voldemort’s sign’s up in the sky again.
  • How Voldemort had killed Harry’s father first.
  • Yet Sirius had been innocent — the murders for which he had been convicted had been committed by Wormtail, Voldemort’s supporter, whom nearly everybody now believed dead.
  • "Years back, there were a lot of witches and wizards being controlled by the Imperius Curse," said Moody, and Harry knew he was talking about the days in which Voldemort had been all-powerful.
  • Voldemort had then turned his wand on Harry; he had performed the curse that had disposed of many full-grown witches and wizards in his steady rise to power — and, incredibly, it had not worked.
  • As far as he knew, he was the only living person to have survived a curse like Voldemort’s; it was highly unlikely, therefore, that he would find his symptoms listed in Common Magical Ailments and Afflictions.
  • Except, of course, for that time at the end of last term, when she had made the prediction about Voldemort rising again…. and Dumbledore himself had said that he thought that trance had been genuine, when Harry had described it to him.
  • His powers gone, his life almost extinguished, Voldemort had fled; the terror in which the secret community of witches and wizards had lived for so long had lifted, Voldemort’s followers had disbanded, and Harry Potter had become famous.
  • His powers gone, his life almost extinguished, Voldemort had fled; the terror in which the secret community of witches and wizards had lived for so long had lifted, Voldemort’s followers had disbanded, and Harry Potter had become famous.
  • Yes, someone wanted him dead, someone had wanted him dead ever since he had been a year old…. Lord Voldemort.
  • But how could Voldemort have ensured that Harry’s name got into the Goblet of Fire?
  • Voldemort was supposed to be far away, in some distant country, in hiding, alone…. feeble and powerless….
  • "Yeah, but…. it’s not very likely she’d have walked straight into Voldemort, is it?" said Harry.
  • "So…. so Voldemort could have found out about the tournament?" said Harry.
  • Yet in that dream he had had, just before he had awoken with his scar hurting, Voldemort had not been alone…. he had been talking to Wormtail…. plotting Harry’s murder.
  • It had seemed so real…There had been two people he knew and one he didn’t …He concentrated hard, frowning, trying to remember… The dim picture of a darkened room came to him…There had been a snake on a hearth rug…a small man called Peter, nicknamed Wormtail…and a cold, high voice…the voice of Lord Voldemort.
  • Exactly…. she disappeared in Albania, and that’s definitely where Voldemort was rumored to be last…. and she would have known the Triwizard Tournament was coming up, wouldn’t she?
  • No, the thing that was bothering Harry was the last time his scar had hurt him, it had been because Voldemort had been close by…But Voldemort couldn’t be here, now…The idea of Voldemort lurking in Privet Drive was absurd, impossible… Harry listened closely to the silence around him.
  • No, the thing that was bothering Harry was the last time his scar had hurt him, it had been because Voldemort had been close by…But Voldemort couldn’t be here, now…The idea of Voldemort lurking in Privet Drive was absurd, impossible… Harry listened closely to the silence around him.
  • No, the thing that was bothering Harry was the last time his scar had hurt him, it had been because Voldemort had been close by…But Voldemort couldn’t be here, now…The idea of Voldemort lurking in Privet Drive was absurd, impossible… Harry listened closely to the silence around him.
  • He was very fond of his wand, and as far as he was concerned its relation to Voldemort’s wand was something it couldn’t help — rather as he couldn’t help being related to Aunt Petunia.
  • If it hadn’t been for Voldemort, Harry would still have had parents… Harry had been a year old the night that Voldemort — the most powerful Dark wizard for a century, a wizard who had been gaining power steadily for eleven years — arrived at his house and killed his father and mother.
  • If it hadn’t been for Voldemort, Harry would still have had parents… Harry had been a year old the night that Voldemort — the most powerful Dark wizard for a century, a wizard who had been gaining power steadily for eleven years — arrived at his house and killed his father and mother.
  • Harry had been picturing his parents’ deaths over and over again for three years now, ever since he’d found out they had been murdered, ever since he’d found out what had happened that night: Wormtail had betrayed his parents’ whereabouts to Voldemort, who had come to find them at their cottage.
  • "Curious," he had said, "curious," and not until Harry asked what was curious had Mr. Olhivander explained that the phoenix feather in Harry’s wand had come from the same bird that had supplied the core of Lord Voldemort’s.
  • How James Potter had tried to hold him off, while he shouted at his wife to take Harry and run…. Voldemort had advanced on Lily Potter, told her to move aside so that he could kill Harry…. how she had begged him to kill her instead, refused to stop shielding her son…. and so Voldemort had murdered her too, before turning his wand on Harry.
  • How James Potter had tried to hold him off, while he shouted at his wife to take Harry and run…. Voldemort had advanced on Lily Potter, told her to move aside so that he could kill Harry…. how she had begged him to kill her instead, refused to stop shielding her son…. and so Voldemort had murdered her too, before turning his wand on Harry.
  • When Voldemort disappeared, it looked like only a matter of time until Crouch got the top job.
  • Apparently they were trying to find Voldemort and return him to power.
  • Rosier and Wilkes — they were both killed by Aurors the year before Voldemort fell.
  • "He was sanest when he was trying to talk about Voldemort," said Harry, and Ron winced at the sound of the name.
  • However, he rejoined our side before Lord Voldemort’s downfall and turned spy for us, at great personal risk.
  • "Ludovic Bagman, you were caught passing information to Lord Voldemort’s supporters," said Mr. Crouch.
  • A dream about Lord Voldemort.
  • Voldemort got a letter from an owl.
  • … It is my belief that your scar hurts both when Lord Voldemort is near you, and when he is feeling a particularly strong surge of hatred.
  • Harry — did you see Voldemort?
  • "Voldemort?" said Dumbledore, looking at Harry over the Pensieve.
  • Bertha Jorkins has vanished without a trace in the place where Voldemort was certainly known to be last.
  • His name was Frank Bryce, he lived in the village where Voldemort’s father grew up, and he has not been seen since last August.
  • He and his wife were tortured for information about Voldemort’s whereabouts after he lost his powers, as you heard.
  • The attacks on them came after Voldemort’s fall from power, just when everyone thought they were safe.
  • What made you think he’d really stopped supporting Voldemort, Professor?
  • If Voldemort is really getting stronger again, he wrote, my priority is to ensure your safety.
  • Whiter than a skull, with wide, livid scarlet eyes and a nose that was flat as a snakes with slits for nostrils …. Lord Voldemort had risen again.
  • CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE — THE DEATH EATERS Voldemort looked away from Harry and began examining his own body.
  • Voldemort slipped one of those unnaturally long-fingered hands into a deep pocket and drew out a wand.
  • Voldemort turned his scarlet eyes upon Harry, laughing a high, cold, mirthless laugh.
  • "Hold out your arm," said Voldemort lazily.
  • "Oh Master …. thank you, Master …" He extended the bleeding stump, but Voldemort laughed again.
  • Voldemort examined it carefully, ignoring Wormtail’s uncontrollable weeping.
  • A look of cruel satisfaction on his face, Voldemort straightened up, threw back his head, and stared around at the dark graveyard.
  • And one by one they moved forward …. slowly, cautiously, as though they could hardly believe their eyes Voldemort stood in silence, waiting for them.
  • Then one of the Death Eaters fell to his knees, crawled toward Voldemort and kissed the hem of his black robes.
  • Voldemort, however, did not seem to expect more.
  • "Welcome, Death Eaters," said Voldemort quietly.
  • Trembling from head to foot, he collapsed at Voldemort’s feet.
  • Voldemort began to laugh.
  • "Get up, Avery," said Voldemort softly.
  • "Yet you helped return me to my body," said Voldemort coolly, watching Wormtail sob on the ground.
  • Worthless and traitorous as you are, you helped me … and Lord Voldemort rewards his helpers… .
  • Voldemort raised his wand again and whirled it through the air.
  • "May your loyalty never waver again, Wormtail," said Voldemort.
  • Voldemort now approached the man on Wormtail’s right.
  • "The Lestranges should stand here," said Voldemort quietly.
  • Lord Voldemort will provide.
  • "The same goes for you, Nott," said Voldemort quietly as he walked past a stooped figure in Mr. Goyles shadow.
  • "That will do," said Voldemort.
  • "Ah, what a story it is, Lucius," said Voldemort.
  • Voldemort said softly, his red eyes upon Harry, whose scar began to burn so fiercely that he almost screamed in agony.
  • Voldemort raised one of his long white fingers and put it very close to Harry’s cheek.
  • Voldemort laughed softly in his ear, then took the finger away and continued addressing the Death Eaters.
  • Voldemort let the silence spiral horribly before continuing.
  • The Death Eaters were quite motionless, the glittering eyes in their masks fixed upon Voldemort, and upon Harry.
  • "The servant died when I left his body, and I was left as weak as ever I had been," Voldemort continued.
  • Now see the way that fate favors Lord Voldemort.
  • Voldemort smiled his terrible smile, his red eyes blank and pitiless.
  • He was hanging limply in the ropes binding him to the headstone of Voldemort’s father, looking up into those bright red eyes through a kind of mist.
  • "You see, I think, how foolish it was to suppose that this boy could ever have been stronger than me," said Voldemort.
  • "Very good," said Voldemort softly, and as he raised his wand the pressure bearing down upon Harry lifted too.
  • He wasn’t going to obey Voldemort… he wasn’t going to beg…… "I asked you whether you want me to do that again," said Voldemort softly.
  • He wasn’t going to obey Voldemort… he wasn’t going to beg…… "I asked you whether you want me to do that again," said Voldemort softly.
  • Harry stood up … he gripped his wand tightly in his hand, thrust it out in front of him, and threw himself around the headstone, facing Voldemort.
  • Voldemort cried, "Avada Kedavra!"
  • Harry, following the beam with his astonished gaze, saw that Voldemort’s long white fingers too were gripping a wand that was shaking and vibrating.
  • He and Voldemort were both being raised into the air, their wands still connected by that thread of shimmering golden light.
  • Voldemort shouted to the Death Eaters.
  • … It was coming from every thread of the light-spun web vibrating around Harry and Voldemort.
  • Harry looked at Voldemort … his wide red eyes were still shocked … he had no more expected this than Harry had …. and, very dimly.
  • "Took me and Cedric to a graveyard …. and Voldemort was there …. Lord Voldemort…" Clunk.
  • "Took me and Cedric to a graveyard …. and Voldemort was there …. Lord Voldemort…" Clunk.
  • At that moment, Harry fully understood for the first time why people said Dumbledore was the only wizard Voldemort had ever feared.
  • "And what did Lord Voldemort ask you to do?" said Dumbledore.
  • Voldemort, rising from the steaming cauldron.
  • Voldemort has overcome that particular barrier.
  • Then he told how Voldemort had untied him, returned his wand to him, and prepared to duel.
  • But when he reached the part where the golden beam of light had connected his and Voldemort’s wands, he found his throat obstructed.
  • He tried to keep talking, but the memories of what had come out of Voldemort’s wand were flooding into his mind.
  • I am guessing other such forms appeared …. less recent victims of Voldemort’s wand….
  • You have shown bravery equal to those who died fighting Voldemort at the height of his powers.
  • "Lord Voldemort was giving him instructions, Cornelius," Dumbledore said.
  • Those peoples deaths were mere by-products of a plan to restore Voldemort to full strength again.
  • Voldemort has been restored to his body.
  • Crouch has helped Voldemort to return.
  • "When Harry touched the Triwizard Cup tonight, he was transported straight to Voldemort," said Dumbledore steadily.
  • He witnessed Lord Voldemort’s rebirth.
  • I believe it hurts him when Lord Voldemort is close by, or feeling particularly murderous.
  • Look, I saw Voldemort come back!
  • "Voldemort has returned," Dumbledore repeated.
  • Voldemort can offer them much more scope for their powers and their pleasures than you can!
  • Is it to do with Voldemort?
  • Harry wondered, as he sat down with the other Gryffindors, where Karkaroff was now, and whether Voldemort had caught up with him.
  • What was it that Snape had done on Dumbledores orders, the night that Voldemort had returned?
  • Snape had turned spy against Voldemort, "at great personal risk."
  • Pretended that he had never really gone over to Dumbledore, that he had been, like Voldemort himself, biding his time?
  • Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort.
  • "Harry Potter managed to escape Lord Voldemort," said Dumbledore.
  • He showed, in every respect, the sort of bravery that few wizards have ever shown in facing Lord Voldemort, and for this, I honor him.
  • I say to you all, once again — in the light of Lord Voldemort’s return, we are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided.
  • Some of you in this Hall have already suffered directly at the hands of Lord Voldemort.
  • They broke off their conversation about what action Dumbledore might be taking, even now, to stop Voldemort only when the lunch trolley arrived.
  • Harry went on; he explained how Voldemort had emerged from the cauldron, and told them all he could remember of Voldemort’s speech to the Death Eaters.
  • Harry went on; he explained how Voldemort had emerged from the cauldron, and told them all he could remember of Voldemort’s speech to the Death Eaters.
  • Voldemort raised his wand, and before Harry could do anything to defend himself, before he could even move, he had been hit again by the Cruciatus Curse.
  • Voldemort’s back, Harry?
  • Voldemort ignored them.
  • "And yet you ran from my Mark, when a faithful Death Eater sent it into the sky last summer?" said Voldemort lazily, and Mr. Malfoy stopped talking abruptly.
  • Fail to act — and history will remember you as the man who stepped aside and allowed Voldemort a second chance to destroy the world we have tried to rebuild!
  • Voldemort was ready.
  • Said he wants to warn you …. said he’s done something terrible … he mentioned his son …. and Bertha Jorkins …. and — and Voldemort…. something about Voldemort getting stronger.
  • Said he wants to warn you …. said he’s done something terrible … he mentioned his son …. and Bertha Jorkins …. and — and Voldemort…. something about Voldemort getting stronger.
  • "You are prepared to believe that Lord Voldemort has returned, on the word of a lunatic murderer, and a boy who …. well…" Fudge shot Harry another look, and Harry suddenly understood.
  • He knew he was facing the thing against which Moody had always warned …. the unblockable Avada Kedavra curse — and Voldemort was right — his mother was not here to die for him this time.
  • Harry felt as though an ice cube had slipped down into his stomach at the very thought… He closed his eyes tightly and tried to remember what Voldemort had looked like, but it was impossible…All Harry knew was that at the moment when Voldemort’s chair had swung around, and he, Harry, had seen what was sitting in it, he had felt a spasm of horror, which had awoken him…or had that been the pain in his scar?
  • But now a short, angry wizard stood before him, refusing, point-blank, to accept the prospect of disruption in his comfortable and ordered world — to believe that Voldemort could have risen.
  • The scar on Harry s forehead seared with a sharp pain again, and Wormtail let out a fresh howl; Voldemort removed his fingers from Wormtail’s mark, and Harry saw that it had turned jet black.
  • Voldemort.
  • Harry felt as though an ice cube had slipped down into his stomach at the very thought… He closed his eyes tightly and tried to remember what Voldemort had looked like, but it was impossible…All Harry knew was that at the moment when Voldemort’s chair had swung around, and he, Harry, had seen what was sitting in it, he had felt a spasm of horror, which had awoken him…or had that been the pain in his scar?
  • Harry’s hand had closed on Cedric’s wrist; one tombstone stood between him and Voldemort, but Cedric was too heavy to carry, and the cup was out of reach Voldemort’s red eyes flamed in the darkness.
  • Harry’s hand had closed on Cedric’s wrist; one tombstone stood between him and Voldemort, but Cedric was too heavy to carry, and the cup was out of reach Voldemort’s red eyes flamed in the darkness.
  • The Death Eater on the ground writhed and shrieked; Harry was sure the sound must carry to the houses around…… Let the police come, he thought desperately …. anyone …. anything…. Voldemort raised his wand.
  • "Extend them the hand of friendship, now, before it is too late," said Dumbledore, "or Voldemort will persuade them, as he did before, that he alone among wizards will give them their rights and their freedom!"
  • There’s still the fact that Dumbledore trusts Snape, and I know Dumbledore trusts where a lot of other people wouldn’t, but I just can’t see him letting Snape teach at Hogwarts if he’d ever worked for Voldemort.
  • Harry put his face into his hands, blocking out his bedroom, trying to hold on to the picture of that dimly lit room, but it was like trying to keep water in his cupped hands; the details were now trickling away as fast as he tried to hold on to them…Voldemort and Wormtail had been talking about someone they had killed, though Harry could not remember the name…and they had been plotting to kill someone else…him!
  • It is possible that some of your parents will be horrified that I have done so either because they will not believe that Lord Voldemort has returned, or because they think I should not tell you so, young as you are.
  • … All he had learned there was the Disarming Spell, "Expelliarmus"…. and what use would it be to deprive Voldemort of his wand, even if he could, when he was surrounded by Death Eaters, outnumbered by at least thirty to one?
  • Under the influence of Veritaserum, he told us how he was smuggled out of Azkaban, and how Voldemort — learning of his continued existence from Bertha Jorkins — went to free him from his father and used him to capture Harry.
  • Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort.
  • Harry rolled over and scrambled to his feet; he was shaking as uncontrollably as Wormtail had done when his hand had been cut off; he staggered sideways into the wall of watching Death Eaters, and they pushed him away, back toward Voldemort.
  • Harry described how the figures that had emerged from the wand had prowled the edges of the golden web, how Voldemort had seemed to fear them, how the shadow of Harry’s mother had told him what to do, how Cedric’s had made its final request.
  • And I answer myself, perhaps they believed a still greater power could exist, one that could vanquish even Lord Voldemort…. perhaps they now pay allegiance to another …. perhaps that champion of commoners, of Mudbloods and Muggles, Albus Dumbledore?
  • Voldemort raised his wand, but this time Harry was ready; with the reflexes born of his Quidditch training, he flung himself sideways onto the ground; he rolled behind the marble headstone of Voldemort s father, and he heard it crack as the curse missed him.
  • Voldemort raised his wand, but this time Harry was ready; with the reflexes born of his Quidditch training, he flung himself sideways onto the ground; he rolled behind the marble headstone of Voldemort s father, and he heard it crack as the curse missed him.
  • Harry caught it by the handle He heard Voldemort s scream of fury at the same moment that he felt the jerk behind his navel that meant the Portkey had worked — it was speeding him away in a whirl of wind and color, and Cedric along with him…… They were going back.
  • … He understood how they had felt…… Then he remembered the milk-white face of the screaming boy and realized with a jolt that he had died a year later…… It was Voldemort, Harry thought, staring up at the canopy of his bed in the darkness, it all came back to Voldemort.
  • … He understood how they had felt…… Then he remembered the milk-white face of the screaming boy and realized with a jolt that he had died a year later…… It was Voldemort, Harry thought, staring up at the canopy of his bed in the darkness, it all came back to Voldemort.
  • The Death Eaters behind him did the same; each of them approaching Voldemort on his knees and kissing his robes, before backing away and standing up, forming a silent circle, which enclosed Tom Riddle s grave, Harry, Voldemort, and the sobbing and twitching heap that was Wormtail.
  • The Death Eaters behind him did the same; each of them approaching Voldemort on his knees and kissing his robes, before backing away and standing up, forming a silent circle, which enclosed Tom Riddle s grave, Harry, Voldemort, and the sobbing and twitching heap that was Wormtail.
  • As he spoke, visions of everything that had passed that night seemed to rise before his eyes; he saw the sparkling surface of the potion that had revived Voldemort; he saw the Death Eaters Apparating between the graves around them; he saw Cedric’s body, lying on the ground beside the cup.
  • Voldemort shrieked to the Death Eaters, and Harry saw his red eyes wide with astonishment at what was happening, saw him fighting to break the thread of light still connecting his wand with Harry’s; Harry held onto his wand more tightly, with both hands, and the golden thread remained unbroken.
  • She and the other two shadowy figures began to pace around the inner walls of the golden web, while the Death Eaters flitted around the outside of it… and Voldemort’s dead victims whispered as they circled the duelers, whispered words of encouragement to Harry, and hissed words Harry couldn’t hear to Voldemort.
  • She and the other two shadowy figures began to pace around the inner walls of the golden web, while the Death Eaters flitted around the outside of it… and Voldemort’s dead victims whispered as they circled the duelers, whispered words of encouragement to Harry, and hissed words Harry couldn’t hear to Voldemort.
  • He was not going to let Voldemort play with him before killing him … he was not going to give him that satisfaction…… "I said, bow," Voldemort said, raising his wand — and Harry felt his spine curve as though a huge, invisible hand were bending him ruthlessly forward, and the Death Eaters laughed harder than ever.
  • He was not going to let Voldemort play with him before killing him … he was not going to give him that satisfaction…… "I said, bow," Voldemort said, raising his wand — and Harry felt his spine curve as though a huge, invisible hand were bending him ruthlessly forward, and the Death Eaters laughed harder than ever.
  • There was a split second, perhaps, when Harry might have considered running for it, but his injured leg shook under him as he stood on the overgrown grave, as the Death Eaters closed ranks, forming a tighter circle around him and Voldemort, so that the gaps where the missing Death Eaters should have stood were filled.
  • "Master, please ….please …" Voldemort bent down and pulled out Wormtail’s left arm; he forced the sleeve of Wormtail’s robes up past his elbow, and Harry saw something upon the skin there, something like a vivid red tattoo — a skull with a snake protruding from its mouth the image that had appeared in the sky at the Quidditch World Cup: the Dark Mark.
  • And these words burst from Harry’s mouth; they echoed through the graveyard, and the dream state was lifted as suddenly as though cold water had been thrown over him — back rushed the aches that the Cruciatus Curse had left all over his body — back rushed the realization of where he was, and what he was facing…… "You won’t?" said Voldemort quietly, and the Death Eaters were not laughing now.
  • She walked close to Harry, looking down at him, and she spoke in the same distant, echoing voice as the others, but quietly, so that Voldemort, his face now livid with fear as his victims prowled around him, could not hear…… "When the connection is broken, we will linger for only moments …. but we will give you time…. you must get to the Portkey, it will return you to Hogwarts … do you understand, Harry?"
  • And as he heard Voldemort draw nearer still, he knew one thing only, and it was beyond fear or reason: He was not going to die crouching here like a child playing hide-and-seek; he was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort s feet… he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defense was possible…… Before Voldemort could stick his snakelike face around the headstone.
  • And as he heard Voldemort draw nearer still, he knew one thing only, and it was beyond fear or reason: He was not going to die crouching here like a child playing hide-and-seek; he was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort s feet… he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defense was possible…… Before Voldemort could stick his snakelike face around the headstone.
  • And as he heard Voldemort draw nearer still, he knew one thing only, and it was beyond fear or reason: He was not going to die crouching here like a child playing hide-and-seek; he was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort s feet… he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defense was possible…… Before Voldemort could stick his snakelike face around the headstone.
  • "Voldemort’s — "Harry, come on!"
  • But what were Voldemort’s supporters —" Harry began.
  • …under his fingers He concentrated every last particle of his mind upon forcing the bead back toward Voldemort, his ears full of phoenix song, his eyes furious, fixed …. and slowly, very slowly, the beads quivered to a halt, and then, just as slowly, they began to move the other way …. and it was Voldemort’s wand that was vibrating extra-hard now …. Voldemort who looked astonished, and almost fearful…… One of the beads of light was quivering, inches from the tip of Voldemorts wand.
  • …under his fingers He concentrated every last particle of his mind upon forcing the bead back toward Voldemort, his ears full of phoenix song, his eyes furious, fixed …. and slowly, very slowly, the beads quivered to a halt, and then, just as slowly, they began to move the other way …. and it was Voldemort’s wand that was vibrating extra-hard now …. Voldemort who looked astonished, and almost fearful…… One of the beads of light was quivering, inches from the tip of Voldemorts wand.
  • …tombstone of Voldemort’s father and then came to rest on a patch of ground that was clear and free of graves…… The Death Eaters were shouting; they were asking Voldemort for instructions; they were closing in, reforming the circle around Harry and Voldemort, the snake slithering at their heels, some of them drawing their wands The golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort splintered; though the wands remained connected, a thousand more beams arced high over Harry and Voldemort,…
  • Harry yelled; he didn’t think he could have held on for another moment anyway — he pulled his wand upward with an almighty wrench, and the golden thread broke; the cage of light vanished, the phoenix song died — but the shadowy figures of Voldemort’s victims did not disappear — they were closing in upon Voldemort, shielding Harry from his gaze And Harry ran as he had never run in his life, knocking two stunned Death Eaters aside as he passed; he zigzagged behind headstones, feeling…
  • …bead moved, the harder Harry’s wand vibrated; he was sure his wand would not survive contact with it; it felt as though it was about to shatter under his fingers He concentrated every last particle of his mind upon forcing the bead back toward Voldemort, his ears full of phoenix song, his eyes furious, fixed …. and slowly, very slowly, the beads quivered to a halt, and then, just as slowly, they began to move the other way …. and it was Voldemort’s wand that was vibrating extra-hard…
  • …that bead of light right back into Voldemort s wand …. and slowly …. very slowly … it moved along the golden thread … it trembled for a moment…. and then it connected…… At once, Voldemorts wand began to emit echoing screams of pain …. then Voldemort’s red eyes widened with shock — a dense, smoky hand flew out of the tip of it and vanished …. the ghost of the hand he had made Wormtail…. more shouts of pain …. and then something much larger began to blossom from Voldemorts wand tip, a…
  • …emerged from its tip … the dense shadow of a second head, quickly followed by arms and torso … an old man Harry had seen only in a dream was now pushing himself out of the end of the wand just as Cedric had done …. and his ghost, or his shadow, or whatever it was, fell next to Cedric’s, and surveyed Harry and Voldemort, and the golden web, and the connected wands, with mild surprise, leaning on his walking stick…… "He was a real wizard, then?" the old man said, his eyes on Voldemort.
  • …emerged from its tip … the dense shadow of a second head, quickly followed by arms and torso … an old man Harry had seen only in a dream was now pushing himself out of the end of the wand just as Cedric had done …. and his ghost, or his shadow, or whatever it was, fell next to Cedric’s, and surveyed Harry and Voldemort, and the golden web, and the connected wands, with mild surprise, leaning on his walking stick…… "He was a real wizard, then?" the old man said, his eyes on Voldemort.
  • …moment anyway — he pulled his wand upward with an almighty wrench, and the golden thread broke; the cage of light vanished, the phoenix song died — but the shadowy figures of Voldemort’s victims did not disappear — they were closing in upon Voldemort, shielding Harry from his gaze And Harry ran as he had never run in his life, knocking two stunned Death Eaters aside as he passed; he zigzagged behind headstones, feeling their curses following him, hearing them hit the headstones — he…
  • He marched down the corridors, thinking about what he had seen in the dream …. it had been as vivid as the one that had awoken him on Privet Drive…… He ran over the details in his mind, trying to make sure he could remember them…… He had heard Voldemort accusing Wormtail of making a blunder …. but the owl had brought good news, the blunder had been repaired, somebody was dead … so Wormtail was not going to be fed to the snake …. he, Harry, was going to be fed to it instead…… Harry had…
  • …and Voldemort changed too … it was as though large beads of light were sliding up and down the thread connecting the wands — Harry felt his wand give a shudder under his hand as the light beads began to slide slowly and steadily his way…… The direction of the beams movement was now toward him, from Voldemort, and he felt his wand shudder angrily…… As the closest bead of light moved nearer to Harrys wand tip, the wood beneath his fingers grew so hot he feared it would burst into flame.
  • They glided away from the tombstone of Voldemort’s father and then came to rest on a patch of ground that was clear and free of graves…… The Death Eaters were shouting; they were asking Voldemort for instructions; they were closing in, reforming the circle around Harry and Voldemort, the snake slithering at their heels, some of them drawing their wands The golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort splintered; though the wands remained connected, a thousand more beams arced high over…
  • They glided away from the tombstone of Voldemort’s father and then came to rest on a patch of ground that was clear and free of graves…… The Death Eaters were shouting; they were asking Voldemort for instructions; they were closing in, reforming the circle around Harry and Voldemort, the snake slithering at their heels, some of them drawing their wands The golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort splintered; though the wands remained connected, a thousand more beams arced high over…
  • His wand began to vibrate more powerfully than ever …. and now the beam between him and Voldemort changed too … it was as though large beads of light were sliding up and down the thread connecting the wands — Harry felt his wand give a shudder under his hand as the light beads began to slide slowly and steadily his way…… The direction of the beams movement was now toward him, from Voldemort, and he felt his wand shudder angrily…… As the closest bead of light moved nearer to Harrys wand…
  • Harry didn’t understand why he was doing it, didn’t know what it might achieve …. but he now concentrated as he had never done in his life on forcing that bead of light right back into Voldemort s wand …. and slowly …. very slowly … it moved along the golden thread … it trembled for a moment…. and then it connected…… At once, Voldemorts wand began to emit echoing screams of pain …. then Voldemort’s red eyes widened with shock — a dense, smoky hand flew out of the tip of it and vanished…
  • …victims did not disappear — they were closing in upon Voldemort, shielding Harry from his gaze And Harry ran as he had never run in his life, knocking two stunned Death Eaters aside as he passed; he zigzagged behind headstones, feeling their curses following him, hearing them hit the headstones — he was dodging curses and graves, pelting toward Cedric’s body, no longer aware of the pain in his leg, his whole being concentrated on what he had to do "Stun him!" he heard Voldemort scream.
  • …Eaters were shouting; they were asking Voldemort for instructions; they were closing in, reforming the circle around Harry and Voldemort, the snake slithering at their heels, some of them drawing their wands The golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort splintered; though the wands remained connected, a thousand more beams arced high over Harry and Voldemort, crisscrossing all around them, until they were enclosed in a golden, dome-shaped web, a cage of light, beyond which the Death…
  • "I don’t know," said Sirius slowly, "I just don’t know…Karkaroff doesn’t strike me as the type who’d go back to Voldemort unless he knew Voldemort was powerful enough to protect him.
  • "I don’t know," said Sirius slowly, "I just don’t know…Karkaroff doesn’t strike me as the type who’d go back to Voldemort unless he knew Voldemort was powerful enough to protect him.
  • Oh never a Voldemort supporter," he said, reading the look on Harrys face.
  • "All right, I’ll try you…… " He walked once up the cave, back again, and then said, "Imagine that Voldemort’s powerful now.
  • "The years of Voldemort’s ascent to power," he said, "were marked with disappearances.
  • …" Voldemort laughed again.
  • "And I answer myself," whispered Voldemort, "they must have believed me broken, they thought I was gone.
  • …" He scrambled forward on his knees and kissed the hem of Voldemort’s robes.
  • …" Voldemort moved on, and stopped, staring at the space — large enough for two people — that separated Malfoy and the next man.
  • "And here" — Voldemort moved on to the two largest hooded figures — "we have Crabbe …. you will do better this time, will you not, Crabbe?
  • …" One or two of the masked wizards in the circle moved uncomfortably, but Voldemort took no notice.
  • …" Voldemort moved slowly forward and turned to face Harry.
  • Harry Potter?" said Voldemort softly, his red eyes glinting through the darkness.
  • Harry," said Voldemort, bending a little, but keeping his snakelike face upturned to Harry.
  • "A little break," said Voldemort, the slit-like nostrils dilating with excitement, "a little pause …. That hurt, didn’t it.
  • We are not playing hide-and-seek, Harry," said Voldemort’s soft, cold voice, drawing nearer, as the Death Eaters laughed.
  • He is mine!" shrieked Voldemort.
  • "The only one against whom I intend to work," said Dumbledore, "is Lord Voldemort.
  • The rest of us sleep less soundly in our beds, Cornelius, knowing that you have put Lord Voldemort’s most dangerous supporters in the care of creatures who will join him the instant he asks them!" said Dumbledore.
  • "He is at Hogwarts, that faithful servant, and it was through his efforts that our young friend arrived here tonight…… "Yes," said Voldemort, a grin curling his lipless mouth as the eyes of the circle flashed in Harry’s direction.
  • Wormtail screamed, screamed as though every nerve in his body were on fire, the screaming filled Harry’s ears as the scar on his forehead seared with pain; he was yelling too…Voldemort would hear him, would know he was there…… "Harry!
  • it looked so solid) emerged in its entirety from the end of Voldemort s wand, as though it were squeezing itself out of a very narrow tunnel…. and this shade of Cedric stood up, and looked up and down the golden thread of light, and spoke.
  • She wants to see you … it will be all right…. hold on…… " And she came…. first her head, then her body… a young woman with long hair, the smoky, shadowy form of Lily Potter blossomed from the end of Voldemort’s wand, fell to the ground, and straightened like her husband.
  • …in, reforming the circle around Harry and Voldemort, the snake slithering at their heels, some of them drawing their wands The golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort splintered; though the wands remained connected, a thousand more beams arced high over Harry and Voldemort, crisscrossing all around them, until they were enclosed in a golden, dome-shaped web, a cage of light, beyond which the Death Eaters circled like jackals, their cries strangely muffled now…… "Do nothing!

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  • Most of the Harry Potter characters fear Voldemort so much, they will not say his name aloud. For example, they may refer to him as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
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