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fall cutting into his temple. Every inch of him ached, and the place where Killing
Curse had hit him
felt like the bruise of an iron-clad punch. He did not stir, but he remained exactly where
he had fallen, with "You see?" screeched Voldemort over the tumult. "Harry Potter is dead by my hand, and no man alive can threaten me now! Watch! Crucio!"
Harry had been expecting it, knew his body would not be allowed to remain unsullied upon the forest floor; it must be subjected
to humiliation to prove Voldemort's victory. He was lifted into the air, and it took all his determination to remain limp, yet the pain he
expected did not come. He was thrown once, twice, three times into the air. His glasses flew off and he
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