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The two of them met in a plush office in London. One young and male, the other older than time and genderless.
"This is the weapon you wish me to use?" the blue-haired woman asked, taking the proffered item.
"Yes. The other half of your fee will be paid on proof of final death." She nodded at her. . . contractor's words.
Three days later pictures of a dead Voldemort with a clock hand sticking out of his eye surfaced. It was engraved with the name
Harry Potter and belonged on Molly Weasley's clock.
