Ron exhaled. “That’s twice this week.”
In Godric’s Hollow, on Christmas Eve, they found graves instead of glory. Harry knelt before his parents’ headstones. Snow fell, silent as memory. An old woman—Bathilda Bagshot—led them inside, but the house held a serpent, not answers. They barely escaped with their lives, losing Harry’s wand to Hermione’s desperate Blasting Curse. ---Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows- Part 1 -...
The patrol moved on.