“ Accio wand,” he managed to voice out, spitting and sputtering, but no wand came to him.Īs he gasped for air, black spots began to fill his vision. If the Elder Wand was not responding, then he needed his phoenix wand, or any wand, otherwise he was doomed. He could hear thunder and heavy rain falling on the trees. It did not work, however, and he felt his body sinking lower into the muddy ground, his rib cage unbearably crushed. Get the Cloak off me, he thought imperatively, hoping that the Wand would take this as a command. If only he could reach his phoenix wand, or the Elder Wand…Īs he thought this, the Elder Wand gave a shudder and Harry was certain that it was starting to react to his state of panic. If he did not soon find a way to free himself of the Invisibility Cloak, he would die dirty, alone and terribly wet. The rain was pouring now and what had been solid ground was starting to turn into mud. Please, come back, Harry thought despairingly over and over again.
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