Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Book 7)

It was like listening to a half-remembered voice.

Many small villages and hamlets attracted several magical families, who banded together for mutual support and protection.

‘It is against our code to speak of the secrets of Gringotts. We are the guardians of fabulous treasures. We have a duty to the objects placed in our care, which were, so often, wrought by our fingers.’

he could not rest while agitating thoughts whirled through his mind:

Hearing familiar, friendly voices was an extraordinary tonic;

walk calmly into Death’s welcoming arms.

They gazed at each other; Harry felt that the answer was dangling invisibly in the air above them, tantalisingly close.

to accept that he had not been told everything that he wanted to know, but simply to trust.

perhaps because Harry’s descent into listlessness galvanised his dormant leadership qualities,