|“|| ‘Oi, wake up.’
Harry opened his eyes. He was lying again on the camp bed in Ron’s dingy attic room. The sun had not yet risen and the room was still shadowy. Pigwidgeon was asleep with his head under his tiny wing. The scar on Harry’s forehead was prickling.
‘You were muttering in your sleep.’
‘Yeah. “Gregorovitch.” You kept saying “Gregorovitch”.’
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|Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows|
|Fallen Warrior||The Ghoul in Pyjamas||The Will of Albus Dumbledore||The Wedding||A Place to Hide|