Something flickered in Black's shadowed eyes.
But Harry wasn't listening. His eyes had fallen on another book, which was among a display on a small table: Death Omens ¡ª What to Do When You Know the Worst Is Coming.
¡°I sometimes felt guilty about betraying Dumbledore's trust, of course¡he had admitted me to Hogwarts when no other headmaster would have done so, and he had no idea I was breaking the rules he had set down for my own and others¡¯ safety. He never knew I had led three fellow students into becoming Animagi illegally. But I always managed to forget my guilty feelings every time we sat down to plan our next month's adventure. And I haven't changed¡¡±
It was one o'clock in the morning. Harry's stomach gave a funny jolt. He had been thirteen years old, without realizing it, for a whole hour.