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Text copyright © 2007 by J. K. Rowling

Illustrations by Mary GrandPré copyright © 2007 by Warner Bros.

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2007925449

ISBN-13: 978-0-545-02936-0

ISBN-10: 0-545-02936-8

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Reinforced library edition, July 2007

Contents

ONE - The Dark Lord Ascending

TWO - In Memoriam

THREE - The Dursleys Departing

FOUR - The Seven Potters

FIVE - Fallen Warrior

SIX - The Ghoul in Pajamas

SEVEN - The Will of Albus Dumbledore

EIGHT - The Wedding

NINE - A Place to Hide

TEN - Kreacher’s Tale

ELEVEN - The Bribe

TWELVE - Magic is Might

THIRTEEN - The Muggle-born Registration Commission

FOURTEEN - The Thief

FIFTEEN - The Goblin's Revenge

SIXTEEN - Godric's Hollow

SEVENTEEN - Bathilda's Secret

EIGHTEEN - The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore

NINETEEN - The Silver Doe

TWENTY - Xenophilius Lovegood

TWENTY-ONE - The Tale of the Three Brothers

TWENTY-TWO - The Deathly Hallows

TWENTY-THREE - Malfoy Manor

TWENTY-FOUR - The Wandmaker

TWENTY-FIVE - Shell Cottage

TWENTY-SIX - Gringotts

TWENTY-SEVEN - The Final Hiding Place

TWENTY-EIGHT - The Missing Mirror

TWENTY-NINE - The Lost Diadem

THIRTY - The Sacking of Severus Snape

THIRTY-ONE - The Battle of Hogwarts

THIRTY-TWO - The Elder Wand

THIRTY-THREE - The Prince's Tale

THIRTY-FOUR - The Forest Again

THIRTY-FIVE - King's Cross

THIRTY-SIX - The Flaw in the Plan

EPILOGUE - Nineteen Years Later

The Dark Lord Ascending

The two men appeared out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow, moonlit lane. For a second they stood quite still, wands directed at each other’s chests; then, recognizing each other, they stowed their wands beneath their cloaks and started walking briskly in the same direction.

“News?” asked the taller of the two.

“The best,” replied Severus Snape.

The lane was bordered on the left by wild, low-growing brambles, on the right by a high, neatly manicured hedge. The men’s long cloaks flapped around their ankles as they marched.

“Thought I might be late,” said Yaxley, his blunt features sliding in and out of sight as the branches of overhanging trees broke the moonlight. “It was a little trickier than I expected. But I hope he will be satisfied. You sound confident that your reception will be good?”

Snape nodded, but did not elaborate. They turned right, into a wide driveway that led off the lane. The high hedge curved with them, running off into the distance beyond the pair of impressive wrought-iron gates barring the men’s way. Neither of them broke step: In silence both raised their left arms in a kind of salute and passed straight through, as though the dark metal were smoke.

The yew hedges muffled the sound of the men’s footsteps. There was a rustle somewhere to their right: Yaxley drew his wand again, pointing it over his companion’s head, but the source of the noise proved to be nothing more than a pure-white peacock,

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