Jagged niches made footholds leading down to boulders that lay half-submerged in water and closer to the cliff. I rather think an enchantment will have been placed upon this boat so that only one wizard at a time will be able to sail in it.” “But then - ?” “I do not think you will count, Harry: You are underage and unqualified. “Voldemort will not have cared about the weight, but about the amount of magical power that crossed his lake. Will it hold both of us? Will we be too heavy together?” Dumbledore chuckled. “It doesn’t look like it was built for two people. We shall see whether he is right.” Harry looked down into the boat. “I think he would have been prepared to risk what was, to his mind, the most unlikely possibility that somebody else would find it, knowing that he had set other obstacles ahead that only he would be able to penetrate. “Voldemort would have been reasonably confident that none but a very great wizard would have been able to find the boat,” said Dumbledore. They have allowed us to raise the boat.” “But why have they let us?” asked Harry, who could not shake off the vision of tentacles rising out of the dark water the moment they were out of sight of the bank. Won’t do anything to us if we cross in Voldemort’s boat?” “I think we must resign ourselves to the fact that they will, at some point, realize we are not Lord Voldemort.
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