Harry Potter and the Silver Dragons
Chapter 8: Give And Take
Harry didn't remember a lot about the events that had happened after he, Ron, and Hermione had apparated in front of the gates that lead into the grounds of Hogwarts. He did remember hearing Hagrid's voice asking what had happened to him, and then being rushed up to the hospital wing in Hagrid's massive arms. Harry also remembered Professor McGonagall rushing into the hospital wing as Madam Pomfrey was placing his hand in a bowl containing essence of murtlap, and a reluctant Ron and Hermione trying to explain how Harry had injured his hand so badly.
He also remembered Mr. and Mrs. Weasley rushing into the hospital wing later that day with Ginny leading the way, and also interrogating Ron and Hermione about what had happened. In fact it was almost a week later when Harry regained full consciousness, finding an exhausted Ginny sitting in the chair next to his bed, half asleep but still holding onto his hand.
Harry held up his hand to look at it and found it had been wrapped up, and giving off a faint smell of rotting flesh. It was at that time Madam Pomfrey walked out of her office and to Harry's bed. "Ah, I am glad to see you are awake." she said to Harry as she checked his wrappings. "Professor McGonagall has been wanting to talk to you."
"How long have I been here?" Harry asked a bit hoarsely.
"A little over a week." Madam Pomfrey told him, touching his wrappings with her wand and they replaced themselves. After making sure the bandages were all secure, she headed back to her office.
Harry looked over at Ginny again, trying not to wake her up as he attempted to pull his hand from hers. Unfortunately, at that moment, the doors to the hospital wing burst open and Professor McGonagall stormed in, followed closely by Professors Flitwick, Sprout, Slughorn, and Hagrid. They were closely followed by Ron, Hermione, Lupin, Tonks, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Mad Eye. With all of the noise everyone was making, it was no surprise Ginny woke up and was looking around at the group that had just entered.
"Alright mate?" Ron asked.
"As good as can be expected I guess." Harry told him, shifting himself into an upright position and grabbing his glasses from the bedside table.
"You had us all worried Potter." McGonagall told him, "What happened to you?"
"We already told you Professor," Hermione began, "Harry was…"
"Attacked by a rather vicious Fire Crab." McGonagall finished for her.
Lupin, Mad Eye, Tonks, and Hagrid were all shaking their heads though, "That injury was not made by a Fire Crab missy." Mad Eye told her as his magical eye swung around to look at Harry's bandaged hand.
Lupin and Tonks, who did not have the advantage that Mad Eye had, walked over and examined the bandages around Harry's hand.
"I 'ave ta agree wit' Moody here Hermione," Hagrid said, "the injury I saw was not made by no Fire Crab I 'ave ever seen."
"Harry," Mr. Weasley began, "we are just concerned and want to help you out in any way s we can."
"Besides Potter," Professor Flitwick said, "we can possibly help you in many ways that, no offence to Ms. Granger and Mr. Weasley, they can't offer you."
"They have a point there Harry," Ginny added. "Besides, I don't think Dumbledore would have wanted you to go through this journey alone. Why else would he have let you tell Ron and Hermione?"
"Ginny has a point Harry." Lupin said.
Harry looked around at all of the people, but looked away just as fast. Finally McGonagall stepped forward, "Harry, Dumbledore was a great wizard, but he also knew the importance of who he could trust with vital information."
"Exactly," Professor Sprout put in, "when the Sorcerer's Stone was put in our protection, Dumbledore turned to the head of houses, along with Hagrid and Quirrell for help with the protection, even though he was more than capable of fully protecting it himself."
"Yeah and look at what happened to Quirrell." Harry heard Ron say under his breath.
"I think the whole point of all this is Harry," Lupin, who must have heard what Ron had said, put in, "that Dumbledore trusted everyone in this room. Now if he could trust us with things that are that important, don't you think you can trust us as well?"
"I know this," Harry shot back, "but it was because he trusted Snape that he got killed. Not that I think any of you will do the same thing, but the more people that know about what we are doing, the more likely it is that Voldemort," Harry ignored the flinches that came from most of the people in the room, "will find out about it before we are finished."
There was a long silence in the room before Slughorn broke it, "I think I should mention, mainly because I am the last person you would hear saying this, but we are willing to take that risk if it means stopping You-Know-Who from destroying this world."
Harry stared at Slughorn for a moment. Though he did not know that he was secretly brewing the Horcrux removal potion for them, this sounded like the same Slughorn that had agreed to be put under the Imperious curse so nobody would find out what he was up to.
"I just can't risk any of your lives." Harry tried to argue.
"We are already risking our em, ain't we?" Hagrid put in.
"Then why not do the secret keeper charm," Ginny said, "that way if Harry tells us what is going on then none of us will be at risk of accidentally telling anyone."
Everyone appeared to think this suggestion over for a moment. Finally McGonagall pulled out her wand. "I will perform the charm," she then looked right at Harry, "assuming that is Potter here agrees to it."
Harry thought it over for a moment and nodded his head. McGonagall lifted her wand up and began to speak an incantation. "We invoke this spell so that all may know the secret that this person knows. May none that are told this secret ever tell another soul," A flame of energy leapt out of McGonagall's wand and began to dance around Harry, "may this secret be kept safe in the minds of those that already know it." two more flames leapt out of the wand and started dancing around Ron and Hermione, "may this secret now be kept save in the mind of our keeper, Harry Potter." A fourth and final flame leapt out of the wand and hovered in front of Harry's face. It was then joined by the other two flames. All three of them merged into one flame and shot right at Harry's face. But they did not burn when they made contact with him. On the contrary they only felt warm, and he could feel it settling down in his head around everything Dumbledore had told and shown him. After a few moments, the sensation was gone. McGonagall lowered her wand, "It is done, and the secret is safe in Harry's mind, which means it is safe for all of us to know what he has been up to."
Harry though about whether he should tell everyone about the Horcruxes or not. Finally after a few minutes of this, hoping he was not making the wrong decision, Harry started to tell them everything. They all proved to be an excellent audience, taking in every word he let out, Ron and Hermione helping him with the story whenever he left something out.
When the story was finished, their was a mixture of expressions. McGonagall, Flitwick, and Sprout all wore expressions of reassignment, almost as if they had already known, or had figured out on their own that this was happening. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley just had looks of shock on their faces. Hagrid's expression was unreadable under his thick beard, though Harry thought that might have seen fear, or maybe even resentment, and maybe a touch of the resignation that the other teachers had in his expression. This could have been because of the fact that Voldemort, while he was still known as Tom Riddle, had played a major role in getting him kicked out of Hogwarts in his third year.
Lupin, Tonks, and Mad Eye, like the members of the staff, each wore expressions of resignation, almost as if they had known the outcome of what Harry was telling them even before he had finished the story. "So," Mr. Weasley finally said after a long moment of silence, "You-Know-Who divided his soul up into seven pieces and that was the reason he survived the attack on you sixteen years ago."
"That's what Dumbledore thought," Harry told them, "and it is what I believe as well."
"That was how Harry hurt his hand dad." Ron told his father, "It was one of the protections You-Know-Who put in place to protect the Horcrux we found."
"I always thought it had to have been that," Lupin said, "especially after the story Sirius had gotten from Harry the night that Voldemort returned."
"How many more of those things are out there then?" Tonks asked.
"Dumbledore thought Voldemort created six of them." Harry explained, though he could not help but feel a little foolish since he had only just told them all this moments earlier. "The first one was destroyed by me, though I didn't know about it at time. It was the diary Lucius Malfoy had given Ginny just before she started at Hogwarts."
"You mean the one that almost killed both of us?" Ginny asked in horror.
Harry nodded, "It was when I told him about the diary that Dumbledore began to suspect Voldemort had indeed created at least one Horcrux."
"What about the others?" Mad Eye asked.
"Dumbledore found the second Horcrux, which was placed inside a ring that had belonged to Salazar Slytherin, just after the incident at the Ministry. Then when we left the school the night he was killed we thought we had found another one, but it turned out to be a fake, which was planted by another wizard that had figured it out as well." Harry explained.
"But we got that one when we went to Diagon Alley just after we got home." Ron added.
"It was in a package that the goblins of Gringotts were instructed to give to me." Harry explained
"And what did You-Know-Who use for that one?" Flitwick asked.
"A locket that had belonged to his mother and had also once been owned by Slytherin." Harry answered.
"And what about the one that you recovered the other day?" Tonks asked.
In response to this Hermione walked over to where Tonks and Lupin were standing and pulled out a duffle bag from under the bed. From the bag, she pulled out the Horcrux they had recovered. When Hermione held the cup up, Professor Sprout let out a gasp of shock, "Is that what I think it is?" She asked.
"It once belonged to Helga Hufflepuff." Hermione confirmed.
"Dumbledore thought Voldemort sought out items that had once belonged to the founders of Hogwarts." Harry explained, "That was why he had you give me Gryffindore's sword." He told McGonagall.
"But what about anything that belonged to Rowena Ravenclaw?" Flitwick asked.
"We don't know what other item You-Know-Who has used for a Horcrux." Ron told them.
"We only know there is at least one more we have to find," Hermione added, "The last two will be with Voldemort."
"The last two?" Mrs. Weasley asked in horror.
Harry saw both Lupin and Mad Eye were nodding their heads, "That makes sense," Mad Eye said, "Voldemort himself would be one of them, but I can't for the life of me guess what the other would be."
"His snake, Nagini." Harry told them.
"You mean the one that attacked me at the Ministry while I was guarding the Prophesy?" Mr. Weasley asked, and Harry nodded.
Before anyone could asked another question, McGonagall spoke up, "As much as we want to learn more about this, I think we need to take care of this particular Horcrux," she indicated the cup that Hermione was still holding, "and make sure the one inside of the locket has indeed been destroyed."
"I'll go and get it." Ron said and rushed out of the room.
McGonagall then turned to Slughorn, "Horace is the potion ready to purge this Horcrux out of the cup?"
Slughorn gave her a strange look, "Professor if I may," Hermione said, "Pineapple Crystals."
The moment that Hermione said this, the strange look that Slughorn was giving McGonagall disappeared, "Not yet Minerva, but it should be ready soon."
"In the mean time," Flitwick put in, "I will begin to search for ways to test the items in order to make sure the Horcrux has indeed been destroyed."
"We'll give you a hand on that Flitwick." Lupin volunteered, and he, Tonks, Hagrid, and Mad Eye followed Flitwick out of the Hospital Wing.
When the doors were closed behind them, McGonagall turned back to Harry's bed, "You get some rest Potter. After all, you will need to be ready for anything when you go after that last Horcrux."
"You mean you are still going to let them attempt to get it?" Mrs. Weasley asked in horror.
"I know your concern Molly," McGonagall told her, "but Dumbledore trusted that Potter, along with Granger and your son, were more than capable of stopping You-Know-Who, or else he would never have told them about it in the first place."
Mr. Weasley walked up and placed his hands on his wife's shoulders, "And let's not forget they have a knack for getting themselves into and then back out of trouble."
"But they're just children Arthur." Mrs. Weasley said in a pleading voice.
Mr. Weasley looked back at Harry, Hermione, and Ginny, "No Molly, they are adults now and are more than capable of making their own decisions."
Mrs. Weasley looked back at her husband then at the bed for a long moment, finally she said, "I guess you are right, I just can't help but to think of them as they used to be."
"If it's any consolation to you Molly," McGonagall began, "I feel the same way you do, but if my time here at Hogwarts has taught me anything, there comes a time when you must let the young become adults." She looked over at the bed again, "Even if it means letting them do what they have to in order to make their mark in the world." McGonagall gave Harry, Hermione, and Ginny a final look and walked out of the Hospital Wing. She was soon followed by Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
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Harry spent another two weeks in the Hospital Wing before he was finally allowed to return home. He was allowed to leave though when Hermione and Slughorn placed the cup into the Horcrux Removing Potion. He was also kept apprised by Ginny about the tests that Flitwick and Sprout were performing on the Locket. Harry was happy to hear they could find not trace of the Horcrux in the locket.
Though he had once said he never wished to return to Number 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry was extremely glad when he stepped out of the fireplace (they had traveled by Floo Powder) and looked around to see a welcome home banner hanging up in the sitting room. He also received a bit of a surprise when he found another person had moved into the house, John Warrens.
"John is here to help train you to fight Voldemort Harry." Mad Eye had told him when asked why John was there.
"Why does Harry need to learn how to fight Voldemort?" Ginny asked.
Harry took a deep breath, "Because my wand and Voldemort's wand are both powered by phoenix feathers, in fact they are both from the same phoenix."
"Exactly," Mad Eye said, "and when you go up against Voldemort next time, he will know better than to try and use his wand against you."
Ginny still looked confused, "But why is that important?"
"Remember in that article the Quibbler published after my interview?" Harry asked, and Ginny nodded. "Do you remember reading how our wands connected when we tried to use them against each other?" Ginny nodded again.
"It's called the reverse spell effect, or Priori Incantatem." John put in. "When two wands that share a core from the same magical animal are forced to fight each other, then one of the wands will be forced to begin emitting echoes of all of the spells it had last done."
"You mean like what Hermione told me they did to your wand after the Dark Mark was conjured up at the Quidditch World Cup three years ago?" Ginny asked, and Harry nodded.
"Only in this case, it is much bigger, and far more powerful." Harry explained.
Both Mad Eye and John nodded, "That is why I have been asked to help teach you how to fight Voldemort without using a wand Harry." John told him.
"Because Voldemort will not want for the same thing to happen the next time he fights Harry." Ginny said, finally catching onto what they were talking about. But a confused expression once again appeared on her face, "But then how will Harry be able to fight and defeat Voldemort without his wand?"
"Harry will learn how to fight with these." John said as he walked over to the sofa and pulled out a bag that had been placed out of sight. He laid it on the floor and opened it. Inside were two sets of swords. One set was obviously made out of wood and was meant for learning and practicing. The other set were the real thing, made out of metal and both edges looking very sharp.
"When do we begin then?" He asked John.
"Tomorrow morning." John told him.
Over the next several days, whenever he was not training with John, Harry continued to work with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny on where the last Horcrux would be. They did have several clues as to where it might be hidden. One place was the graveyard Harry and Cedric Diggory were transported to by the Portkey at the end of the Tri Wizard Tournament. Another suggestion was the caves that he hid in when he was in hiding.
"I don't think it is any of those places." Ginny said while they were discussing possible locations for it, "After all, the places where the other Horcruxes were hidden were places He either visited when he was younger or places that had a particular draw to him."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other, "Actually I think Ginny is right," Hermione finally said, "let's think about this…the Cup was in the orphanage that Voldemort grew up in, the Locket was in a cave that he visited before he learned he was a wizard, and the Ring was in the house that his mother's family…." Hermione trailed off as she said this, and then slapped herself hard in the forehead, "How could I have been so stupid?" she asked herself.
Not giving Ron the opportunity to say something, Harry asked, "What do you mean?"
"There is one other place that we have not thought of yet," Hermione said, "the house where he killed his father and grandparents."
Harry thought about this, and it did make a great deal of sense to him. With the exception of the diary, Voldemort had hidden his Horcruxes in places that had great meaning to him in his youth. Or at the very least places, he had visited during that time period. In fact, the idea made more sense the more he thought about it. That was where Voldemort had committed his first three cold blooded murders, not to mention erased any link between himself and the Riddle family.
"Great," Ron said, "now all we have to do is go there and retrieve it." He looked pointedly at Harry, "So where is it Harry?"
With these words, just as quickly as his spirits raised, they lowered again, "I can't remember." Harry said as if each word was a knife twisting in his gut.
"Then there has to be a way to find out." Ginny said.
They all thought about it for a moment, finally Hermione spoke up, "Harry didn't you say that a wizard from the ministry visited the Gaunt house just before Voldemort's mother ran off with Tom Riddle Sr.?"
Harry thought about this for a moment, "Yeah, but I can't remember what his name is either."
"That's ok Harry," Hermione said, "I know a way we can find out."
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Harry stepped out of the alleyway across from an old beat up phone booth. "It's clear." He said and Ginny stepped out into the light as well.
"Are you sure you want to do this Harry?" She asked as they crossed the street together.
"No, but then again we don't really have much of a choice in the matter if we want to find were Voldemort hid that Horcrux, now do we?" Harry said as he opened the door to the phone booth.
Together they stepped into it, and picking up the receiver Harry typed in the number 62442. Immediately a cool female voice came out of nowhere, "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and your business."
"Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley, here to see the Minister of Magic." Harry said in a clear voice.
Two nametags instantly slid out of the change slot, as the phone booth began to move down. "Thank you! Please be prepared for a full search as well as surrendering your wands for inspection."
Ginny handed Harry his name tag which read, 'Harry Potter: Meeting with the Minister of Magic', and clipped it onto his jacket.
When the phone booth came to a complete stop, Harry and Ginny stepped out and were immediately stopped by half a dozen Aurors each holding a Secrecy Sensor which they began moving up and down both of them. "They're clean!" one of them said after a few minutes and while the rest of the Aurors dispersed to take care of other matters she led them over to the security desk were Eric sat reading the Dailey Prophet. He took their wands and weighed them.
When they had finished, the Auror led them to the lift, and after making sure they were well on there way, she gave them a nod and went off in the direction the others had gone. "Do you know what floor the Scrimgeour would be on?" Harry asked Ginny.
Before she could answer though the cool female voice said "The office for Rufus Scrimgeour is on the top floor of the Ministry of Magic along with the office of the Senior Under Secretary, and the Lea son to the Muggle Prime Minister."
"Then I guess we are headed to the top floor." Harry said as he pushed the button for the top floor. The lift made a stop on just about every floor of the Ministry of Magic, each time a paper airplane would soar into the lift and fly around over their heads until it reached the proper floor and then go zooming off again.
Finally the female voice told them, "Top floor offices of the Minister of Magic, Senior Under Secretary to the Minister, and Lea son Office to the Muggle Prime Minister!"
Harry and Ginny stepped out of the lift, followed by several paper airplanes, and walked down a long hallway until they came up to a door marked Minister of Magic. "I have to ask again if you are sure you want to do this Harry?"
Giving her a reassuring smile, Harry opened the door and stepped into the office. There, sitting behind a desk filled to the brim with papers was Percy Weasley. Looked up from his work, Percy scowled at Harry and Ginny as they walked in.
"What do you want?" he asked in a not so cordial manner.
"We are here to see the Minister, Percy." Ginny told him in an equal tone.
"I am sorry, but unless you have an appointment, the Minister will not be able to see you right now, he is in a very important meeting with Cornelius Fudge and cannot be disturbed."
"Oh," Harry told Percy, "I think he will make the time to see me that is if you will just let him know I am out here."
Percy continued to scowl at Harry and Ginny for a moment or two then shrugged. "Just a moment." He told them as he got out of his seat and walked into the Ministers office. Seconds later, he stepped back out, "As I told you, he is not able to see you at this time. If you will be so kind as to….What the hell are you doing?" Percy shouted because Harry had pushed in out of the way and entered the Ministers office.
Indeed the Minister was with Fudge, which just made this all the better as far as Harry was concerned. "Minister we need to talk." Harry said as Percy stepped up behind him and grabbed his arm.
Scrimgeour and Fudge just looked at Harry, who was attempting to shake Percy off. "Its ok Weasley let him go." Scrimgeour finally said after a moment of watching the struggle. Percy let go of Harry and with a slight bow stepped out of the room as Ginny pushed her way inside.
"I had better get going Rufus," Fudge said, "it looks like Potter has something important on his mind."
"No stay Fudge," Harry said never taking is eyes off the Minister, "this won't take long."
"So what can I do for you Harry?" Scrimgeour asked as he leaned back in his seat.
Harry cleared his throat, "I need access to records from round sixty years ago, particularly the ones having to do with wizards charged with attacking muggles."
"And what do you need these records for?" Scrimgeour asked with a touch of curiosity in his voice.
Harry walked over the Scrimgeour's desk and leaned over on it resting his knuckles on its surface, "That is none of your concern Minister, but I am also not asking for you to hand over the records either."
"Oh!" Scrimgeour said his curiosity obviously getting the better of him, "And what are you going to offer in exchange for these records?"
"I am prepared to make a statement to the Magical community that the Ministry of Magic has begun to take the right steps towards stopping Lord Voldemort and his supporters." Harry saw Scrimgeour's face light up at this, but he was also not finished yet, "But I will not go any further than that."
"You can't be serious," Fudge protested, "not more than a month ago, you flat out refused to even think about helping in this way, now you are offering to do it, what is so important about these records?"
"That is none of your business Mr. Fudge." Ginny said as she stepped up next to Harry, "So how about it Minister, do we have a deal?"
Scrimgeour looked from Harry to Ginny and back again, "let me think about it and I will get back with you in a few days."
Harry shook his head, "It doesn't work like that Minister, if we walk out that door without an answer, then the deal is off."
"That's blackmail!" Fudge shouted.
"Really," Ginny said to him, "I am surprised you even know the meaning of the word after you tried to cover up the truth that Voldemort was back for over a year, not to mention sent Dolores Umbridge to Hogwarts to carry out your dirty work for you."
Fudge was starting to turn purple in the face, and looked as if he was about to say something in response to Ginny's accusations when Scrimgeour shouted, "Enough! This is my office and I will not have any outbursts at all." He then turned back to Harry, "As for you Mr. Potter, your offer is accepted. I will have the records waiting for you in the main pavilion."
Harry nodded, "Once I have what I am looking for, I will be in touch with you in order to fulfill my end of the bargain." He then turned to face Ginny, "Lets get out of here."
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He walked though the streets of muggle London as fast and carefully as he could without drawing attention to himself. When he finally reached his destination, he drew out his wand and pointed it at the wall. Instantly a doorway appeared, and he stepped though. The door disappeared behind him.
Continuing his brisk pace, Severus Snape pulled off his traveling cloak, letting it fall to the floor. He then walked up to the wizard that stood guard in front of a door. After a few moments, the wizard moved out of the way and Snape entered the room.
"You are late my faithful servant." Voldemort said from his throne like chair.
"My apologies Master," Snape said as he lowered himself down to one knee, "I was unavoidably delayed."
Voldemort nodded, and gestured to Snape that he could rise. He then stood up from his chair and indicated for Snape to follow. "What news do you have of Crabbe and Goyle?"
"They still cannot give the identity of their attacker, my lord." Snape told him, "In fact, they seem to be at odds as to what she even looked like."
"Go on." Voldemort said.
"One of them claimed she was an old woman, and the other claimed she was a young woman who was dressed up like an old woman." Snape said.
"And what about how she defeated them?"
"Crabbe said he attempted to use the Crusio Curse on her, but it was somehow reflected right back at him."
"And Goyle saw this as well?" Voldemort asked, stopping in front of a window, which showed the London nightline.
"Yes my lord." Snape confirmed. "Crabbe was then knocked out by his curse and Goyle said she did not use any other magic from that point on."
"And what do you surmise from all of this?" Voldemort asked Snape.
"They were either confunded by a very powerful wizard, or actually encountered this woman."
Voldemort looked back at Snape, who immediately dropped to one knee again, "I don't think they were confunded my friend," he said as he began to make his way back to his chair, "and I do think they encountered this woman." Voldemort sat back down in his chair and slowly Snape stood back up and made his way back to the chair as well.
"It would seem the Silver Dragons have finally decided to join our little war." Voldemort said with a touch of amusement in his voice.
"The Silver Dragons?" Snape asked
"A group of meddlers I have had the misfortune of encountering before. Obviously they were brought into service when you killed Dumbledore."
Snape appeared to think about this for a moment, "Are they that dangerous my lord?"
Voldemort stared at Snape, "They are very dangerous. They are protected by a magic so ancient that none except for them remember how to use it. They are trained in a very powerful form of muggle self defense that makes them more than a match for almost any wizard they come across." Voldemort appeared to think about this for a moment, "I want you to accelerate our plans."
"It shall be done my lord." Snape said, and without another word he swept out of the room. When he was once again on the muggle streets, he stopped near a shadow.
"Does he suspect anything yet?" asked a voice from the shadows.
"No he doesn't, but the appearance of the Silver Dragons seems to have him worried. He has ordered that the operation I have been supervising be accelerated. I may only be able to stall another month at the most." Snape told the shadow.
"Then let us hope all goes according to plan before you have to make your move." The voice said again. There was then a soft pop, and Snape himself moved into the shadows to disapparate.
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