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Chapter 24: Some Memories Never Leave Us

Song of this chapter: Writings on the wall by Sam Smith

Draco slammed his fist into the wall.
he was angry.

Hermione was leaning against the wall and worry was pouring from her face.

Ron was crying instead of all three of them. His eyes were fixed on Dumbledore's blank
portrait.

Draco was dragged to the minister's by office. Of course, Draco had no objection to going. He just couldn't move.

Ron picked up his wand from the floor and pointed it at the minister's desk. He performed wingardium Leviosa under his lips and picked up some small yellow papers. He looked at their movement in the air and set fire to them by whispering "Incendio". He had no reason to do it. He just wanted to calm down.

As he looked at the little yellow sparks, he noticed Dumbledore turning back to his portrait.

"Professor!" Ron's voice brought the others to themselves.

"Where have you been Albus?! We need to talk." Hermione, who was furious with her helplessness said.

"How wonderful Mrs. Granger. Because I need to talk to you too." Dumbledore replied.

Then, without letting her answer, he turned to Draco. "Why is Harry at Hogwarts, Mr. Malfoy?!"

Draco's expression contorted. He immediately became furious.

"What?!" he shouted.

"Don't worry, he's with minerva right now. he was found in the forbidden forest. With a phoenix." Dumbledore continued.

"He couldn't even move!" Draco said, still scared.

"No, Mr. Malfoy, he just didn't have the motivation." Dumbledore replied With his usual calm tone.

There was silence for a relatively short time. Ron made a bet in his mind as to who would break the silence. Contrary to what he thought, Dumbledore continued. "Pink mist...yeah, it's nothing new."

"How do you know?" Hermione almost shouted. Dumbledore looked sad. The sadness that was usually associated with his look.

"Some memories never leave us. Harry's mood was all too familiar." Dumbledore said and smiled. Then he turned to Draco, who had placed two fingers on the bridge of his nose.

"You rummaged through the entire library of Malfoy Manor. But you looked for answers in almost the wrong place. It's not about love potion. It's about the Deathly Hallows. Didn't you notice that he's clutching his invisibility cloak as if his life depended on it?"

Draco didn't want to hear anymore. Ron and Hermione's looks were searching for further explanation. Dumbledore continued.

"Harry is the master of death. Wand, cloak and stone. He owns them all and destroyed two of them. He will never be able to escape from the burden of this title. But immortality is not compatible with nature. Finally, everyone's life will be ended. The end of the death's master path..."

Draco jumped. Of course, he had also researched The Deathly Hallows.

The answer to this one was right in front of his eyes. He didn't want to know. He stood right in front of Dumbledore's portrait.

"If you think we're going to let Harry go to that bloody forbidden room down there, you're wrong!"