“Wait,” said Harry. “Wait a moment.” He sat up straighter in his chair, staring at Dumbledore. “You sent that Howler. You told her to remember — it was your voice —” “I thought,” said Dumbledore, inclining his head slightly, “that she might need reminding of the pact she had sealed by taking you. I suspected the dementor attack might have awoken her to the dangers of having you as a surrogate son.”
