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Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean it is not real was flying facedown on the grond again. The smell of the forest filled his nostrils. He

could feel
felt like the bruise of an iron-clad punch. He did not stir, but he remained exactly where

he had fallen, with

his left arm bent out at an akward angle and his mouth gaping.

　　　He had expected to hear cheer of triumph and jubilation at his death, but instead hurried footsteps, whispers, and solicitous murmurs filled the air.

"My Lord... my Lord..."
the cold hard ground beneath his cheek, and the hinge of his glasses which have been

knocked sideways

by the fall cutting into his temple. Every inch of him ached, and the place where Killing

Curse had hit him