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ver his head as he fell； stretching out his hand to grab Cedric's arm。。。
〃Stand aside！ I will kill him！ He is mine！〃 shrieked Voldemort。 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 saw his mouth curl into a smile； saw him raise his wand。
〃Accio！〃 Harry yelled； pointing his wand at the Triwizard Cup。 It flew into the air and soared toward 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。
CHAPTER THIRTY…FIVE
VERITASERUM
Harry felt himself slam flat into the ground； his face was pressed into grass； the smell of it filled his nostrils。 He had closed his eyes while the Portkey transported him； and he kept them closed now。 He did not move。 All the breath seemed to have been knocked out of him； his head was swimming so badly he felt as though the ground beneath him were swaying like the deck of a ship。 To hold himself steady； he tightened his hold on the two things he was still clutching： the smooth； cold handle of the Triwizard Cup and Cedric's body。 He felt as though he would slide away into the blackness gathering at the edges of his brain if he let go of either of them。 Shock and exhaustion kept him on the ground； breathing in the smell of the grass； waiting。。。 waiting for someone to do something。。。 something to happen。。。 and all the while； his scar burned dully on his forehead。。。
A torrent of sound deafened and confused him； there were voices everywhere； footsteps； screams。。。 He remained where he was； his face screwed up against the noise； as though it were a nightmare that would pass。。。
Then a pair of hands seized him roughly and turned him over。
〃Harry！ Harry！〃
He opened his eyes。
He was looking up at the starry sky； and Albus Dumbledore was crouched over him。 The dark shadows of a crowd of people pressed in around them； pushing nearer； Harry felt the ground beneath his head reverberating with their footsteps。
He had e back to the edge of the maze。 He could see the stands rising above him； the shapes of people moving in them； the stars above。
Harry let go of the cup； but he clutched Cedric to him even more tightly。 He raised his free hand and seized Dumbledore's wrist； while Dumbledore's face swam in and out of focus。
〃He's back；〃 Harry whispered。 〃He's back。 Voldemort。〃
〃What's going on？ What's happened？〃
The face of Cornelius Fudge appeared upside down over Harry； it looked white； appalled。
〃My God…Diggory！〃 it whispered。 〃Dumbledore…he's dead！〃
The words were repeated； the shadowy figures pressing in on them gasped it to those around them。。。 and then others shouted it…screeched it…into the night…〃He's dead！〃 〃He's dead！〃 〃Cedric Diggory！ Dead！〃
〃Harry； let go of him；〃 he heard Fudge's voice say； and he felt fingers trying to pry him from Cedric's limp body； but Harry wouldn't let him go。 Then Dumbledore's face； which was still blurred and misted； came closer。
〃Harry； you can't help him now。 It's over。 Let go。〃
〃He wanted me to bring him back；〃 Harry muttered…it seemed important to explain this。 〃He wanted me to bring him back to his parents。。。〃
〃That's right。 Harry。。。 just let go now。。。〃
Dumbledore bent down； and with extraordinary strength for a man so old and thin； raised Harry from the ground and set …him on his feet。 Harry swayed。 His head was pounding。 His injured leg would no longer support his weight。 The crowd around them jostled； fighting to get closer； pressing darkly in on him…〃What's happened？〃 〃What's wrong with him？〃 〃Diggorys dead！〃
〃He'll need to go to the hospital wing！〃 Fudge was saying loudly。 〃He's ill； he's injured…Dumbledore； Diggory's parents； they're here； they're in the stands。。。〃
〃I'll take Harry； Dumbledore； I'll take him…〃
〃No； I would prefer…〃
〃Dumbledore； Amos Diggorys running。。。 he's ing over。。。 Don't you think you should tell him…before he sees…？〃
〃Harry； stay here…〃
Girls were screaming； sobbing hysterically。。。 The scene flickered oddly before Harry's eyes。。。
〃Its all right； son； I've got you。。。 e on 。。。hospital wing。。。〃
〃Dumbledore said stay；〃 said Harry thickly； the pounding in his scar making him feel as though he was about to throw up； his vision was blurring worse than ever。
〃You need to lie down。。。 e on now。。。〃
Someone larger and stronger than he was was half pulling； half carrying him through the frightened crowd。 Harry heard people gasping； screaming； and shouting as the man supporting him pushed a path through them； taking him back to the castle。 Across the lawn； past the lake and the Durmstrang ship； Harry heard nothing but the heavy breathing of the man helping him walk。
〃What happened。 Harry？〃 the man asked at last as he lifted Harry up the stone steps。 Clunk。 Clunk。 Clunk。 It was Mad…Eye Moody。
〃Cup was a Portkey；〃 said Harry as they crossed the entrance hall。 〃Took me and Cedric to a graveyard。。。 and Voldemort was there。。。 Lord Voldemort。。。〃
Clunk。 Clunk。 Clunk。 Up the marble stairs。。。
〃The Dark Lord was there？ What happened then？〃
〃Killed Cedric。。。 they killed Cedric。。。〃
〃And then？〃
Clunk。 Clunk。 Clunk。 Along the corridor。。。
〃Made a potion。。。 got his body back。。。〃
〃The Dark Lord got his body back？ He's returned？〃
〃And the Death Eaters came。。。 and then we dueled。。。〃
〃You dueled with the Dark Lord？〃
〃Got away。。。 my wand。。。 did something funny。。。 I saw my mum and dad。。。 they came out of his wand。。。〃
〃In here。 Harry 。。。in here； and sit down。。。 You'll be all right now。。。 drink this。。。〃
Harry heard a key scrape in a lock and felt a cup being pushed into his hands。
〃Drink it。。。 you'll feel better。。。 e on； now。 Harry； I need to know exactly what happened。。。〃
Moody helped tip the stuff down Harrys throat； he coughed； a peppery taste burning his throat。 Moody's office came into sharper focus； and so did Moody himself。。。 He looked as white as Fudge had looked； and both eyes were fixed unblinkingly upon Harry's face。
〃Voldemort's back； Harry？ You're sure he's back？ How did he do it？〃
〃He took stuff from his father's grave； and from Wormtail； and me；〃 said Harry。 His head felt clearer； his scar wasn't hurting so badly； he could now see Moodys face distinctly； even though the office was dark。 He could still hear screaming and shouting from the distant Quidditch field。
〃What did the Dark Lord take from you？〃 said Moody。
〃Blood；〃 said Harry； raising his arm。 His sleeve was ripped where Wormtail's dagger had torn it。
Moody let out his breath in a long； low hiss。
〃And the Death Eaters？ They returned？〃
〃Yes；〃 said Harry。 〃Loads of them。。。〃
〃How did he treat them？〃 Moody asked quietly。 〃Did he forgive them？〃
But Harry had suddenly remembered。 He should have told Dumbledore； he should have said it straightaway…
〃There's a Death Eater at Hogwarts！ There's a Death Eater here…the