Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (Harry Potter, #6)

by J.K. Rowling

“Hang on,” said a voice close by Harry’s left ear and he caught a sudden waft of that flowery smell he had picked up in Slughorn’s dungeon.

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This Book is the Property of the Half-Blood Prince.

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From this point forth, we shall be leaving the firm foundation of fact and journeying together through the murky marshes of memory into thickets of wildest guesswork.

We must try not to sink beneath our anguish,

It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high.

And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her.

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It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.”

“I am not worried, Harry,” said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. “I am with you.”

“He will only be gone from the school when none here are loyal to him,”