A pair of scarlet eyes snapped open. Voldemort pulled his hands away from his head, his gaze seeming to pierce through the darkness toward distant Hogwarts. "Prepared, are you? What will you do now, Dumbledore?"
From the very beginning, Voldemort had never pinned all his hopes on the Prophecy Orb in the Department of Mysteries. Learning of the prophecy shared with Harry Potter was certainly important to him, but it was only important—Voldemort would never invest all his energy into a single venture, especially knowing that someone would try to stop him.
He was not that foolish!
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