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He was crazed, frenzied, it could not be true, it was impossible, nobody had knownHow was it possible that the boy could have discovered his secret? The Elder Wand slashed through the air and green light erupted through the room; the kneeling goblin rolled over dead; the watching wizards scattered before him, terrifiedBellatrix and Lucius Malfoy threw others behind them in their race for the door, and again and again his wand fell, and those who were left were slain, all of them, for bringing him this news, for hearing about the golden cup - Alone amongst the dead he stomped up and down, and they passed before him in vision: his treasures, his safeguards, his anchors to immortality - the diary was destroyed and the cup was stolenWhat if, what if, the boy knew about the others? Could he know, had he already acted, had he traced more of them? Was Dumbledore at the root of this? Dumbledore, who had always suspected him; Dumbledore, dead on his orders; Dumbledore, whose wand was his now, yet who reached out from the ignominy of death through the boy, the boy - But surely if the boy had destroyed any of his Horcruxes, he, Lord Voldemort, would have known, would have felt it? He, the greatest wizard of them all; he, the most powerful; he, the killer of Dumbledore and of how many other worthless, nameless menHow could Lord Voldemort not have known, if he, himself, most important and precious, had been attacked, mutilated? True, he had not felt it when gucci new bag the diary had been destroyed, but he had thought that was because he had no body to fell, being less than ghostNo, surely, the rest were safeThe other Horcruxes must be intactBut he must know, he must be sureHe paced the room, kicking aside the goblin's corpse as he passed, and the pictures blurred and burned in his boiling brain: the lake, the shack, and Hogwarts - A modicum of calm cooled his rage nowHow could the boy know that he had hidden the ring in the Gaunt shack? No one had ever known him to be related to the Gaunts, he had hidden the connection, the killings had never been traced to himThe ring, surely, was safeAnd how could the boy, or anybody else, know about the cave or penetrate its protection? The idea of the locket being stolen was absurdAs for the school: He alone knew where in Hogwarts he had stowed the Horcrux, because he alone had plumed the deepest secrets of that placeAnd there was still Nagini, who must remain close now, no longer sent to do his bidding, under his protectionBut to be sure, to be utterly sure, he must return to each of his hiding places, he must redouble protection around each of his HorcruxesA job, like the quest for the Elder Wand, that he must undertake aloneWhich should he visit first, which was in most danger? An old unease flickered inside himDumbledore had known his middle nameDumbledore might have made the connection with the GauntsTheir abandoned home was, perhaps, the least secure of his hiding dolce and gabbana handbag places, it was there that he would go firstThe lake, surely impossiblethough was there a slight possibility that Dumbledore might have known some of his past misdeeds, through the orphanagebut he knew the his Horcrux there was safe; it would be impossible for Potter to enter Hogsmeade without detection, let alone the schoolNevertheless, it would be prudent to alert Snape to the fact that the boy might try to reenter the castleTo tell Snape why the boy might return would be foolish, of course; it had been a grave mistake to trust Bellatrix and MalfoyDidn't their stupidity and carelessness prove how unwise it was ever to trust? He would visit the Gaunt shack first, then, and take Nagini with himHe would not be parted from the snake anymore and he strode from the room, through the hall, and out into the dark garden where the fountain played; he called the snake in Parseltongue and it slithered out to join him like a long shadowHarry's eyes flew open as he wrenched himself back to the presentHe was lying on the bank of the lake in the setting sun, and Ron and Hermione were looking down at himJudging by their worried looks, and by the continued pounding of his scar, his sudden excursion into Voldemort's mind had not passed unnoticedHe struggled up, shivering, vaguely surprised that he was still wet to his skin, and saw the cup lying innocently in the grass before him, and the lake, deep blue shot with gold in the falling sun His own voice sounded picasso cartier strange and low after Voldemort's high screams"He knows and he's going to check where the others are, and the last one," he was already on his feet," is at Hogwarts "What?" Ron was gaping at him; Hermione sat up, looking worried"But what did you see? How do you know?" "I saw him find out about the cup, I - I was in his head, he's" - Harry remembered the killings - "he's seriously angry, and scared too, he can't understand how we knew, and now he's going to check the others are safe, the ring firstHe things the Hogwarts one is safest, because Snape's there, because it'll be so hard not to be seen getting inI think he'll check that one last, but he could still be there within hours -" "Did you see where in Hogwarts it is?" asked Ron, now scrambling to his feet too"No, he was concentrating on warning Snape, he didn't think about exactly where it is -" "Wait, wait!" cried Hermione as Ron caught up to the Horcrux and Harry pulled out the Invisibility Cloak again"We can't just go, we haven't got a plan, we need to -" "We need to get going," said Harry firmlyHe had been hoping to sleep, looking forward to getting into the new tent, but that was impossible now, "Can you imagine what he's going to do once he realizes the ring and the locket are gone? What if he moves the Hogwarts Horcrux, decides it isn't safe enough? "But how are we going to get in?" "We'll go to Hogsmeade," said Harry, "and try to work something out once we see what the protection around the chanel top school's likeGet under the Cloak, Hermione, I want to stick together this time "But we don't really fit -" "It'll be dark, no one's going to notice our feet The flapping of enormous wings echoed across the black waterThe dragon had drunk its fill and risen into the airThey paused in their preparations to watch it climb higher and higher, now black against the rapidly darkening sky, until it vanished over a nearby mountainThen Hermione walked forward and took her place between the other two, Harry pulled the Cloak down as far as it would go, and together they turned on the spot into the crushing darkness pC0="Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Missing Mirror" bChapter Twenty-Eight iThe Missing Mirrorib Harry's feet touched the roadHe saw the achingly familiar Hogsmeade High Street: dark shop fronts, and the mist line of black mountains beyond the village and the curve in the road ahead that led off toward Hogwarts, and light spilling from the windows of the Three Broomsticks, and with a lurch of the hear, he remembered with piercing accuracy, how he had landed here nearly a year before, supporting a desperately weak Dumbledore, all this in a second, upon landing a150a150 and then, even as he relaxed his grip upon Ron's and Hermione's arms, it happened The air was rent by a scream that sounded like Voldemort's when he had realized the cup had been stolen: It tore at every nerve in Harry's body, and he knew that their appearance had omega geneve caused