“What’s Hogwarts like?”
“Why? Okay.” Harry said in a blank voice. Xxx He looked as if he had just come out of a deep sleep. He rolled over onto his back, taking his head out of the pillow, panting heavily, as if he had just run a mile at full tilt. “It’s in courtroom four – I’ll call for someone to take you down.”
“It’s okay, we know the way.” Harry offered. “Dumbledore told me that one of his Death Eaters heard the bit about me being born, with power to oppose the Dark Lord, but they caught him and made him flee before he heard any more, so he doesn’t know that he marked me as his equal, or that only I can kill him.” He wondered whether he ought to tell them that it could have been Neville rather than him, but decided against it.
