"What is it, Harry? Tell us slowly." Dumbledore gently patted Harry's hand, and Harry's unfocused eyes gradually regained their clarity, his gaze landing on Dumbledore's face.
"The cup was a Portkey... it took me to a graveyard..." He swallowed hard and said with difficulty.
Dumbledore looked at him calmly, helping Harry gradually regain a shred of his composure.
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