Ultimately, of course, there is only one thing to be done if we are to save him from Lord Voldemort’s wrath.
As she said it, a wrath that was like physical pain blazed through Harry, setting his scar on fire, and for a second he looked down upon a basin whose potion had turned clear, and saw that no golden locket lay safe beneath the surface-.
That wand will never, ever be yours — " And Voldemort’s fury broke: A burst of green light filled the prison room and the frail old body was lifted from its hard bed and then fell back, lifeless, and Voldemort returned to the window, his wrath barely controllable….
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She could hardly contain her wrath when she learned he had betrayed her.