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“Harry Potter,” said the man. His voice was low, dry, and carried the weight of old libraries and older secrets. “You are not easy to find when you wish to be left alone.”

The man smiled. It was not a kind smile. It was the smile of someone who had seen empires fall and had wept for none of them.

“It is if you believe hard enough,” said Ron Weasley from the armchair to Harry’s left. He was attempting to levitate a Chocolate Frog card—the portrait of an old warlock with a nose like a kumquat—using only his eyebrows. It was not going well. harry potter audiobook original

“Take it, Harry. And see what the Dark Lord was truly afraid of.”

Tonight, he wanted to be ordinary. He wanted to be a boy lying on a rug, listening to the crackle of a fire, pretending his destiny was a forgotten footnote. “Harry Potter,” said the man

Harry was already on his feet. His hand had moved to his hip, where his wand should have been, but it was upstairs, tucked under his pillow. Stupid. Careless.

The common room was silent. Even the portrait of the Fat Lady, visible through the open doorway, had stopped pretending to snore. It was not a kind smile

Harry’s scar seared. White-hot. He staggered, and Ron caught his arm.