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Sixth year has ended, but the war has just begun. Harry returns to Privet Drive as Dumbledore had wished, but hope is thin. Harry slammed his fist down on the table. He was no Dumbledore. He was no auror. He was a teenage boy who hadn’t even finished his schooling yet. How could he ever hope to destroy Voldemort?
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