Ron: The deluminator. It doesn’t just turn off lights. I don’t know how it works, but Christmas morning I was sleeping in this little pub, keeping away from some Snatchers, and I heard it.
Harry: It?
Ron: A voice. Your voice, Hermione. Coming out of it.
Hermione: And what exactly did I say, may I ask?
Ron: You said my name. Just my name. Like a whisper. So I took it, clicked it, and this tiny ball of light appeared. And I knew. And sure enough, it flew toward me, the ball of light, right into my chest and straight through me. Right here. And I knew it was going to take me where I needed to go.
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