“Because I am the one who hid you on that doorstep,” he said. “My name is Alistair Urquart. And I am the Keeper of the Unwritten Hour—the time between the killing curse and the morning. The hour no one remembers.”
He held out the sphere.
It happened without sound. One moment it was a robust orange, the next it was a silent, icy azure. The temperature in the room dropped ten degrees. Ron’s breath fogged in front of his face. Hermione froze, her quill hovering mid-stroke. harry potter audiobook original
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