¡°When they get near me ¡ª¡± Harry stared at Lupin's desk, his throat tight. ¡°I can hear Voldemort murdering my mum.¡±
¡°Headmaster!¡± sputtered Madam Pomfrey. ¡°They need treatment, they need rest ¡ª¡±
He strode across to his fire, seized a fistful of glittering powder from a jar on the fireplace, and threw it into the flames.