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Voices were small; whispered in hushed tones.
'Harry Potter is alive!', a wizard said.
Then lightning flashed in the afternoon sky, and the boy underneath the stairs awoke. He put on his glasses, and wondered if he was imagining things. He could see them.
And he smiled.
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