seven days after the battle of the department of mysteries harry potter and his friends were in the library. How am I supposed to kill Voldemort. all of a sudden, the scar on my head was on fire with pain. L could feel My body moving but it was not my moving my body. My hand with my wand was pointing at Ron and from my wand can a green light and he fell to the floor dead. And then I was in control of my body again and I ran and ran. All I could think was that I killed my best friend. ARYY! HARRY! I ran into someone. Dumbledore, I realized professor I said I did not do it. I know harry he said but no one else will. My scar hurt and then I couldn't control my own body. Harry, I believe you. There is no time to explain you must go. But professor no harry I will explain another time but you have to go and go now. Here take this, said Dumbledore as he held out a large gold coin. It is a portkey it will take you to New York. When you are there someone will find you trust them with your life. Professor, no hurry you must go. He handed me the coin and in a swirl of color and a rush of air I was no longer in Hogwarts but the busy streets of new York.