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"My mother saved me. She knew she was dying. She persuaded my father to rescue me as a last favor to her. He loved her as he had never loved me. He agreed. They came to visit me. They gave me a draft of Polyjuice Potion containing one of my mother's hairs.
"Professor," Harry mumbled, "where are Mr. and Mrs. Diggory?"
"Dumbledore told me to go and look for my father. I went back to my father's body.
"Spy ... er ... spy ... er ..." said Harry, pacing up and down. "A creature I wouldn't want to kiss . . . a spider!"
Just answer no. . . .
"Stupefy!" Harry yelled.
"Master Barty, Master Barty, what is you doing here?"
"Mum, shut up!" Ron yelled. "It's okay!"
"I had help on the egg in the first place," said Cedric.
Muggle and a fool. . . very like your dear mother. But they both had their uses, did they not? Your mother died to defend you as a child . . . and I killed my father, and see how useful he has proved himself, in death. ..."
"They will not work properly against each other," said Dumbledore. "If, however, the owners of the wands force the wands to do battle ... a very rare effect will take place.
"I remember only forcing myself, sleeplessly, endlessly, second by second, to exist. ...
"I am," said Snape.
The Death Eaters were laughing again. Voldemorts lipless mouth was smiling. Harry did not bow. He was not going to let Voldemort play with him before killing him ... he was not going to give him that satisfaction. . . .
Harry felt a chill in his stomach as Professor McGonagall struggled to find words to describe what had happened. He did not need her to finish her sentence. He knew what the dementor must have done. It had administered its fatal kiss to Barty Crouch. It had sucked his soul out through his mouth. He was worse than dead.（央视记者 徐海霞）