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第8章 事实比传言可怕

“I am doubtful,” said Mr. Cruncher, hesitating and shaking his

“Is Miss Eyre there?” now demanded the master, half rising

“It is a start,” said Voldemort. “But Thicknesse is only one man. Scrimgeour must be surrounded by our people before I act. One failed attempt on the Minister’s life will set me back a long way.”

“I can't believe him,” said Harry tensely, “if he's caught…”

“Have another,” said Charlotte. “Here’s one with such a

“If we knew where any of the Horcruxes were, I’d agree with you,” said Harry, who did not believe that Hermione really understood his desire to return to Godric’s Hollow. His parents’ graves were only part of the attraction: He had a strong, though inexplicable, feeling that the place held answers for him. Perhaps it was simply because it was there that he had survived Voldemort’s Killing Curse; now that he was facing the challenge of repeating the feat, Harry was drawn to the place where it had happened, wanting to understand.

“I didn't,” he said, over and over again, “I don't know how it happened.”

“I’ve also modified my parents’ memories so that they’re convinced they’re really called Wendell and Monica Wilkins, and that their life’s ambition is to move to Australia, which they have now done. That’s to make it more difficult for Voldemort to track them down and interrogate them about me – or you, because unfortunately, I’ve told them quite a bit about you.”

“I think I'm going to take another swig of Felix,” said Harry, “and have a go at the Room of Requirement again.”