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At last, I'm sorry that it took me so long to update but I was extremely busy.
This chapter is longer only to compensate for the long waiting.
I am working on the next chapter as it is going to be probably in two parts. There our heroes will begin a new and unexpected adventure, and will meet the first of the many new allies and after that a new enemy. I expect that the next update will come in a week but you never know.
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Disclaimer: The characters belong to J.K. Rowling as well as the world of Harry Potter.
Chapter Ten
History lessons, tears and deadly surprise
It was noon and the sky was cloudless. The sun was high and its blinding rays were gently caressing the top of the forest while trying to penetrate the coronas. Somewhere inside it at the very edges, six youngsters were resting. They have appeared out of thin air with three loud crackles.
Harry lifted his head as he heard a faint noise but then relaxed. It was only Hermione that has stood up. She disappeared inside the forest probably looking for water or something else. Harry did not bother to inquire; he was feeling a bit tired. The unexpected encounter with the Dark Lord servants was an exhausting and stretching nerves experience. Harry hoped that they would not encounter them again although he had the feeling that they'll meet again soon. It won't take them forever to figure out where he was going but he has to go.
Will this never end, Harry thought. He sighed and looked down where Ginny's head was resting on his chest. She looked so beautiful and yet innocent. So many would suffer while the Dark Lord is alive and even after that till all his followers are destroyed, killed, burnt, poisoned or stabbed in the back. Harry looked with disgust at the very idea of killing someone but he knew that he had to kill at least one, Voldemort. Harry sighed again this time deeper. It was time to go.
Harry stood up, which made Ginny wake up and look at him questioningly. Harry turned his gaze to her and nodded. Ginny understood and stood up.
"Guys, time to go!" – Harry said. "Right, Neville, Luna, come on."
"Alright." – Neville nodded and got up. "Luna?"
"I'm up." – Luna responded.
"Right Ron, get up!" – Harry shouted, which made Ron jump to his feet.
"What the bloody hell's going on?" – Ron asked sleepily.
"Time to go. Go and fetch Hermione. She went somewhere in there." – Harry gestured into the direction Hermione disappeared.
Ron went into the forest with reluctance but returned soon with Hermione. They all rounded Harry who took the map out of his pocket and showed the next apparition point. It was in a forest near Godric's Hollow. Harry took Ginny's arm and made the usual side apparition. The others followed his lead.
They arrived, fortunately, inside the forest. Harry took the lead and moved to the edge but stopped dead in his tracks. He had noticed Death Eaters crawling all around like busy ants. They were obviously looking for them or at least setting a trap. Harry gestured the others to go back deep into the forest before someone sees them. Although Harry expected that the Death Eaters would eventually figure out their destination he did not expect them so soon. It was time to rethink his plans but one thing was for sure he had to see his parents' graves. However with all the Death Eaters crawling around that would prove difficult.
"Now what do we do?" – Ron asked.
"We have to wait for them to give up and leave." – Harry replied.
"Harry, we can't stay here." – Hermione observed.
"No, we can't." – Harry agreed.
"Where would we go?" – Ron asked.
"Hmm." – Harry frowned and took out the map. He stayed in silence as he was studying the possible places and then said. "We'll go to Goodrich's Castle. It is not very far from here. We'll stay there for a time. Tomorrow we'll scout the region here again and hopefully the Death Eaters will be gone."
"Ok. Let me see where it is." – Hermione said.
Harry showed her the map. Hermione examined it thoroughly and nodded in agreement, however she did not agree with Harry's apparition choice.
"Harry, it is too risky. We could be seen." – Hermione protested.
"We have no other choice. The castle may have anti-apparition ward. You don't want us to bounce of it and end up who knows where, now do you?" – Harry answered back.
"Uff…ok!" – Hermione gave up.
"I'll go first. You'll come with Ron two minutes later and Neville and Luna another two later." – They all nodded. "Ginny, give me you arm. So long!"
Harry took Ginny's arm and disapparated. Hermione waited the two minutes and the side apparition with Ron. Neville and Luna followed and arrived under a muggle autoroute. Hopefully no one saw them.
Harry took out the map to check again the best road to the castle. Then put it back in his pocket and started walking with Ginny on his side, Hermione and Ron behind, and at last Neville and Luna.
The walk to Goodrich's castle took them nearly four hours but the terrain was pleasant and enjoyable for people that wanted to have a nice stroll on the Wyes Valley and not ones trying to avoid other people and especially the Death Eaters.
Goodrich's Castle in its proportions was a small castle built somewhere in the mid 12th century and enlarged through 13th, 14th and 15th century. Although it is believed to be a muggle castle, Lord Fitz Baderons built Goodrich's Keep, which was the first and smallest building, in 1160 but secretly enlarged it with magic. Hopefully, at that time, no one suspected that the poor noble lord was a wizard. Then in addition to the keep, the courtyard was built in 1300 and by this time was also built the gatehouse. The new owners of the castle, which were respected people from a rich noble family, descendants of the Valences, made some additional magic expansions and protections of the castle.
The castle did not have the usual moat with dangerous traps or animals but nonetheless was well protected. Its solid walls were straight and smooth making climbing impossible. The only way to reach the entrance, as Harry and the gang discovered, was through the drawbridge, which upon their arrival lowered itself. Then they had to pass the barbican plus a narrow 60-foot long passage to the gate, which obviously had provided significant defense in the past.
Harry knocked at the gate and stepped back. A small tray opened and a pair of eyes appeared. Then with a swift move the gate swung open. An old lady greeted them after piercing them with a thorough look. She motioned to follow her. They passed the 50-foot long corridor with wooden portcullis on the sides before reaching the courtyard. Then they turned to the east side of the castle where was the East Hall. The East Hall was a gray long rectangular building with two separate floors. The old lady led them in a narrow gate onto the ground floor.
The inside of the East Hall was not as spectacular as the Great Hall of Hogwarts but it had its charm. The walls were of fading green and blue colors garnished with small but elegant ornaments and frescoes illustrating probably the history of the castle. In the middle of the hall there were long tables like in Hogwarts but they were significantly smaller, for no more than six or eight people. However on the south side there was a large and long table sided with the wall, where supposedly the Lord stood from time to time enjoying a meal with his garrison. On the opposite side, there was a corridor leading to the second floor and the Solar via which the Great Hall could be reached.
Harry and the gang moved towards one of the unoccupied tables and sat waiting for the bartender who was occupied with the adjacent tables. He arrived few moments later to take their orders and Harry used it to book two rooms. The bartender's eyes flashed as he saw Harry's scar but most unusually said nothing and went to order the preparation of the rooms and carry out the meal order.
Harry looked around examining the surroundings and the other people seated. Some of them were surprisingly muggles but this didn't seem to bother the wizards and witches as the muggles weren't by the presences of the latter.
The bartender arrived soon back carrying the ordered meal and drinks. He also told Harry that their rooms would be ready within the hour. Harry nodded and asked for the price, and then paid. The others tried to protest but Harry was firm so they gave up.
"M-um. This 's good." – Ron exclaimed with mouth half-full.
"Ron, when are you going to learn not to speak with your mouth full?" – Hermione reproved him.
"I guess a thousand times." – Ron replied.
"Not enough." – Hermione retorted.
"Harry, there is an old man that is starring at us." – Neville observed.
"Neville there are many people starring at us." – Harry answered back with a bitter smile.
"No, no. This one in particular. He is starring differently." – Neville said shaking his head.
"Neville, how do you stare someone differently?" – Ron teased him while making faces.
"Stop it, Ron." – Hermione snapped peremptory. "Neville is right. And those faces makes you look like an idiot not that it is very far from the truth."
"Thanks!" – Ron shot bitterly.
"You're welcome." – Hermione shot back.
"Ahoy kids will you stop it? Both of you!" – Harry cut them off before it turned to a row.
Ron looked murderous at Hermione but said nothing and continued to enjoy his meal. Hermione looked no different but also listened to Harry and turned her gaze in the opposite direction. Harry had noticed a change in their behavior before they arrived in Godric's Forest but did not expect it had taken such proportions. They obviously did not want to share the reason for their now-hatred so Harry decided not to push the issue.
Harry turned his gaze to the old man Neville had pointed out. He did indeed look old almost like Dumbledore. He wore a purple mantle with stars on it and a pointed hat. His legs were in leather boots and silk pants, and on the torso he was with a velvet shirt with golden ornaments on the sleeves. His beard was white and well cut but not as long as Dumbledore's. His green eyes were piercing the surroundings with cunningness and curiosity but at the time Harry and the gang entered he couldn't take his eyes of them.
The old man did not move his gaze even when Harry turned around to look at him. He maintained his eye contact till Harry turned away. The old man smiled barely and then waved at the bartender. He whispered something in his ears. The bartender nodded and went straight to Harry's table.
"Excuse me, young sir." – The Bartender said.
"Yes." – Harry responded.
"Mr. Greenrich would like you and your friends to share a table with him, not here but in the Great Hall."
"Uh…who is Mr. Greenrich?" – Ron asked.
"This gentleman over there." – The bartender pointed at the old man.
"Hmm." – Harry said and looked again at the old man. Then he looked questioningly at Hermione who nodded in agreement. "Very well."
"Please follow me." – The bartender asked.
They stood up and followed him. It seemed that Mr. Greenrich went ahead of them while they were deciding although that time was very short. They crossed the hall and arrived at the corridor leading towards the Solar. The bartender however made a left turn and descended by a staircase down to the basement. There he opened a black gate and walked in. Harry and others ventured the gate only to find themselves in a well preserved and lit up underground passage.
They walked for about five minutes before reaching a staircase that led them up and then through another gate, which led to the Great Hall. Now the Great Hall was a bit bigger than the East Hall but impressive nonetheless. The walls were covered also frescoes but they were bigger than the ones in the East Hall. They were telling different stories and some of them looked terrifying. The floor was made not of stone but of holly and ash. The ceiling was covered with fading stars or lights it was difficult to tell, which provided the spooky atmosphere although with the warmth of the many fires lit that impression was wrong.
The bartender moved to the northern side, which was separated from the rest of the hall. There was a big round table with skeleton chairs but once seated they were actually very comfortable.
Mr. Greenrich was sitting on one of the chairs already and expecting his guests. The table was rich in all kind of food and drinks almost like at Hogwarts. The bartender left Harry and gang. Harry sat down hesitantly and looked at their host. Mr. Greenrich nodded slightly then spoke.
"Welcome to my humble castle, Mr. Potter."
"How do you know my name?" – Harry asked although he was pretty sure of the answer.
"Not many guests carry a scar at the particular place." – Mr. Greenrich humbly replied.
"Ah, yeah the scar." – Harry sighed. "I have to hide it."
"But why? It makes you who you are. And…" – Mr. Greenrich voice trailed off.
"And what?" – Ron asked.
"How impolite of me? I am Mernus Greenrich, owner of Goodrich's Castle." – Mr. Greenrich presented himself.
"Nice to meet you sir. But…" – Hermione replied but was interrupted.
"And what?" – Ron insisted.
"Persistent, Mr.?"
"Ronald Weasley." – Hermione introduced him. "I am Hermione Granger."
"I am Ginny Weasley, his sister." – Ginny pointed out. "This Luna Luvgood and Neville Longbottom."
"Nice to meet you, all. Now to answer you Mr. Weasley." – Greenrich started. "And, Mr. Potter, your scar is legendary. Not only of the way you got it, which I am sure is unfortunate. But the curse that gave it you carries its own legend."
"The killing curse has a legend attached to it?" – Hermione asked with growing interest.
"Yes, as most powerful spells and curses." – Greenrich answered.
"So what is the legend for the killing curse?"
"Hermione, I really don't want to know." – Harry objected.
"But you do, Mr. Potter." – Greenrich objected. "You're calling it the killing curse but the first name was different. I doubt anyone knows it."
"Anyone but you." – Hermione said.
"And few others." – Greenrich added with a mysterious smile.
Harry frowned a bit. He really was not interested in the curse that ruined his life. But he had to admit that all information regarding how to get rid of it could be helpful, even a legend so he turned to Greenrich and nodded.
"It is known as The Death Curse Legend." – Greenrich started. "In ancient times besides the wizards and most magical creatures there two races, which were in constant battle. There are always some that fight for eternity. One is the Vampires. Usually the Vampires fight with the Werewolves. But the biggest fight of the Vampires was not with them. It was with another race, one that is powerful and very difficult to eradicate. Not that the werewolves are easy to be beaten but the werewolves don't use magic, actually powerful magic." – Greenrich stopped here to take a sip of his drink then continued. "The greatest enemy of the Vampires is the race of the Necromancers. "
"Excuse me for the interruption but aren't the vampires and werewolves also necromancers?" – Hermione asked.
"Yes, at first they were all one but in time they separated. The Vampires formed a race of their own, as did the werewolves. However the greatest enemy of the vampires remained the real necromancers. The necromancers are creatures that stand between light and darkness. They can embrace either the power of the light or darkness or both. And although the first magic of necromancers is the dark arts they can learn to use both the light and dark spells."
"This is very interesting." – Neville observed.
"As I was saying in ancient times, the necromancers were very powerful and mostly difficult to defeat. The Vampires were searching for a way to eradicate the planet of them. But serving both light and darkness, the necromancers managed to survive any attack the Vampires could throw at them until the time the Vampires discovered the weapon. "Let it be destroyed", as it is translated or Avada Cadavra, the killing curse as you know it. Avada Cadavra is a death curse that is part of the Death Magic. How exactly the Vampires discovered the spell is not known but what is known is that the spell was so devastating that it destroyed the necromancers. At first, no one even thought of using it against the living mainly because it was thought it was created only to destroy the necromancers or the undead, as they are called sometimes. And so the necromancers perished one by one. Their rulers struggled mostly to find a way to counter it and they did. They found an ancient spell of the light – "Let it be created" – the incantation is unknown. "Let it be created " is a positive force and one that is opposite to Avada. However they discovered that only particularly gifted people could possibly cast the spell, which showed that normal people or necromancers could not defend themselves with it."
"So it all started because of a war?" – Hermione asked.
"Yes. The war is still continuing. It is said that the only reason for the existence of the Death Curse is because of the war of the Vampires and their brothers the Necromancers. The curse created with the sole purpose of destroying the undead. It is only few centuries after the Great Massacre of the Necromancers that the students of the vampires' powerful mages discovered its potential against the living. The livings were defenseless. They tried many times to stop, to counter the Death Curse but no one succeed until you, Mr. Potter. You are the only living that survived the Death Curse."
"Excuse me, Mr. Greenrich. But this is more like history than a legend." – Harry observed.
"Yes, indeed it is. But with the time the history was called a legend." – Greenrich agreed. "The real legend is known only to few and they don't share it easily. I, myself, tried to learn it but I was told only the history as I came to realize."
"Who knows it?" – Hermione got interested.
"There is one in this region who knows it. But I doubt he would like to share it."
"Who is he?"
"His name is Lord Hubert Tenus, earl of Hereford. He resides now at Monmouth Castle. The castle is a muggle attraction with of course hidden magic appearance, as my castle. He knows the entire legend but as I said it is doubtful he would tell it to you." – Greenrich explained.
"We'll see." – Harry said. "But now we need somewhere to rest."
"Yes, of course. Your rooms will be ready shortly. Let me go take care of this." – Greenrich proposed and stood up. "Enjoy your meal."
"Thank you!" – Harry replied.
Mr. Greenrich left to check the rooms while Harry and the gang had to chance to finish eating. Greenrich returned twenty minutes later to guide them to their rooms. They took the stairs up and arrived on the second floor where some of the rooms were. First Greenrich showed the girls the room then the one of the boys. Satisfied Harry attempted to pay Mr. Greenrich but unsuccessfully.
The girls came for a while then returned back to their room. The room had four separate beds, one window with velvet curtains, a table and three chairs. The floor was stone with mosaics.
Ginny and Luna fell asleep as soon as they touched the bed. Hermione on the other hand couldn't sleep for a while. Her mind was occupied with the history of the Death Curse. It was hard to imagine that the vampires were responsible for the deadliest of all curses. Her brain was trying to incorporate what she learnt already about the Dragons and the Snakes but most of all the disturbing feeling she had since she made the fire shield so strong. But it seemed that she was tired after all and slowly her eyes closed. She opened them for a second before falling asleep and her most unusual dream began.
Hermione was seeing high peaks and sharp rocks from the stony platform she was standing on. Suddenly a burst of flames appeared and then the shape of a dragon but a dragon she has never seen before. The dragon looked around and sniffed the air then extended its enormous wings. It looked down and saw Hermione who flickered in terror. The dragon moved closer and closer when out of nowhere another dragon appeared. The dragon looked strangely familiar. It had pale skin and blond mane and gray eyes. The big dragon moved backwards until it disappeared while the newly appeared dragon shifted its form and became Draco Malfoy. Hermione fell on the ground shouting.
"Hermione, are you all right?" – Hermione heard someone talking and woke up to see that Ginny has leant over her. Cold sweat broke all over her.
"I just had a bad dream." – Hermione whispered. "Go back to sleep, I'll be alright."
The next morning, a soft and gentle kiss woke Hermione. She slowly opened her eyes and faced a pair of hazel eyes. She returned the kiss but remained in bed.
"Good morning, Hermie." – Ron said softly.
"Goodie, Ronnie." – Hermione replied.
"Come on. Time to get up. Harry wants to leave as soon as possible." – Ron said.
"Can't I stay?" – Hermione asked. "In bed…"
"Ron, are everybody up?" – Harry's voice came from the boys' room.
"Almost." – Ron shouted back. "Come on Hermie."
"Alright. I'll join you in ten minutes." – Hermione said standing upright in her bed.
Ron looked suspiciously at her but exited the room and went downstairs where Neville and Luna were already. Ginny and Harry came along. Harry looked questioningly at Ron who nodded.
Hermione was taking more time than usual to dress up. She still had the dream of last night in her mind. She did wonder why Draco was part of it as a dragon, maybe because of the meaning of his name or there was something else. She put the final touch on her hair, got ready her belongings and exited the room.
Downstairs everyone was waiting for her. She smiled at Harry, as he smiled at her.
"Ready?" – Harry asked.
"Yeah." – Hermione responded.
"Let's go then." – Harry said and led the way.
In the East Hall they met again Mr. Greenrich. He greeted them courteously and inquired indifferently as to their destination. Harry decided not to tell their real destination and mentioned the castle of Monmouth, which seemed to please and interest Mr. Greenrich. They said good-bye and left the castle. Once outside they looked for a safe apparition point and found it.
They appeared inside the forest near Godric's Hollow. Harry went with Ron ahead to scout. They returned soon and said that everything looked safe enough. They moved outside the forest and headed to the town, which looked deserted but it was possible that everyone in it was asleep; after all it was still early in the morning.
Harry did not know the exact address but something like a magnet was pulling him towards the house. They were passing by some cob and thatch, stone and wooden houses in the old British style and other styles. The gardens were magnificent with roses, tulips and lilac. The trees were in red and gold.
Harry turned on the street that said Godric's Alley. They walked nearly ten minutes before Harry turned right. The street did not look particularly different from the others. There were some craters and fissures as it was long abandoned and not maintained. The more they were approaching the tenser Harry was becoming. And at last they were there.
"Finally." – Harry said.
He moved toward the ruins of once great and big house. He looked at everything no matter how insignificant it might be. He even found kindling of his small bed and tears poured into his eyes. Suddenly he heard the low hissing of Sentinel and released her and continued to examine the ruins.
The others kept their distance while Harry was moving in what was left of his parents' house. Although Ginny wanted get with Harry, Hermione stopped her.
Harry then moved to the garden. Not a single flower or tree grew there but only grass on the slightly elevated ground where two stones were set. It was the graves of his parents. He approached slowly and knelt. His hand passed over the soil and touched it. A storm of feelings poured into Harry and he could hear again their voices from their last minutes of life and again when they came out of his wand while fighting Voldemort. Voldemort, the one responsible for his loneliness and responsible for their death. Anger filled in Harry and hatred. The feeling was so strong that he wanted to shout and tear the ground apart. His breathing had accelerated and he saw again and again the green light and then heard the cold laughter. Harry clenched fingers into fist and stroked the ground with a yell of anger, hatred, pain and sorrow.
His yell made his friends jump to their feet. They looked concerned but before anyone could reach Harry, Hermione stopped them simply by shaking her head.
Harry remained kneeling. Slowly he was regaining his composure. He conjured the fire flowers and put them on the graves of his parents. Then he put one hand on his heart and the other on the fire flowers and swore that he would not rest until all the Death Eaters are destroyed and their Dark Master killed. Then at last, his feelings of warmth and love towards his dead and lost parents took over and he cried and cried till his heart was full of tears.
His friends watched him silently not wanting to disturb him in this moment of sorrow and pain. Sometimes it is best to endure all this alone but Ginny could not bear watch Harry in this state. She approached him, sat behind him and hugged him. He laid his head on her chest and continued to sob. Ginny caressed him gently and whispered few words to comfort him.
"Thank you, Gin!" – Harry whispered.
"For you always." – Ginny whispered back.
It was in this moment when Sentinel returned. She moved towards Harry and hissed.
"Sentry-child."
"Yes, Sentinel."
"We must leave. It is not safe anymore."
"Why?"
"People in black masks are approaching."
"Are you sure?"
"Yesss. They are coming from down the street. We must leave now."
"Ok."
Harry stood up and looked again down at his parents' graves. He wiped out his tears.
"Come on. Time to leave." – Harry turned to the others. "Sentinel said that they are coming."
"Who?" – Ron asked.
"The Death Eaters." – Harry replied.
"Bloody hell." – Ron said. "Where?"
"It doesn't matter. We have to leave." – Harry said and turned to Sentinel. "Lead the way."
"This way." – Sentinel hissed back.
Sentinel slipped through the ruins and headed out to the street. The others followed a bit surprised by the speed of the snake. But it was too late. The Death Eaters have encircled the house from every direction although Sentinel passed, the others could not.
"Well, well." – The cold loud voice of Bellatrix came. "Are you in a hurry, young Harry?" – She was again speaking in sycophantic tone.
Harry did not bother to answer her. He rallied the others to him and told them that the best way is to reach Goodrich's Castle so they had to split. The others argued but the Death Eaters were already around them with wands drawn.
"There is no time to argue. GO!" – Harry urged.
"Where do you think you are going little rats?" – A death eater shouted and turned his wand in their direction.
The gang had to duck the stunner but they listened to Harry and splat. The Death Eaters were not fully prepared and Neville and Luna managed to slip through the hoop. Ron was not so lucky as a stunner caught him thankfully Hermione was behind him and undid the spell but it was not over. The Death Eaters were sending hexes and jinxes at them. Harry and Ginny were not in a better position.
A Death Eater managed to stun Ginny. Harry tried to undue the spell but he had to duck the stunners sent at him. He stepped back and stumbled falling straight to the ground but sent few 'Impedimenta'. Another Death Eater appeared in front of him and cast a spell at him. Unexpectedly a faintly visible shield deflected the spell. Harry was as equally surprised as the Death Eater but Harry did not wait. He used 'Petrificus Totales' before the Death Eater regains his composure but another one appeared. He was probably about to use 'Crucatius' on him but did not succeed as Sentinel appeared out of nowhere and bit him. The Death Eater screamed in pain and few seconds later fell dead on the ground.
Harry took Sentinel and headed to Ginny. He released her from the spell. Suddenly Harry fell to the ground. He was hit by a hex and Sentinel fell as well hissing quite murderously. The two Death Eaters shouted happily and headed for Harry but were deadly surprised. Sentinel turned to the new attackers and Harry clearly heard Sentinel saying 'Heisss ehass hais eisshessess.' The Death Eaters stumbled and fell on the ground. They tried to stand up only to find that this could prove extremely difficult. The ground around them had changed; well actually there was a group of unfriendly carnivorous plants that sprung from the ground and were growing in number each time they moved. The plants soon engulfed them. The other Death Eaters stepped back in terror, which gave time to Sentinel, Harry and Ginny to run. They reached the edges of the forest and disapparated right away.
Hermione saw Harry and Ginny escape but Ron was hit. She managed somehow to shake off the Death Eaters and grabbed Ron's hand and made a side-to-side apparition. They did not appear far as she needed to heal Ron's injuries as much as she could. She stopped the bleeding and was attending his hurt shoulder when a Death Eater found them again. Ron hopefully had regained consciousness and struck him. He turned to Hermione.
"Come on. Lets go before more of them come."
Hermione nodded and they headed to the forest. The Death Eaters found their trail and were right behind them. They reached the forest and prepared for a side apparition. Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and just as they were about to apparate a jinx hit Hermione. Ron apparated them away. They reappeared in front of Goodrich's Castle. Ron looked terrified at Hermione who was very pale and as soon as he released her arm she fell down unconsciously.
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