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I got your voice mail.

Oh, God. Can we just chalk that up to a drunk dial?

For want of a nail, the horseshoe was lost. For want of a horseshoe, the steed was lost. For want of a steed, the message was not delivered. For want of an undelivered message, the war was lost.

I love you, Millie. Now maybe that's just my programming talking, but guess what? Somebody wrote that program. I'm just a love letter to you. Somewhere out there is the author.

I figured out the message. One word. Know what it is? It says, 'Stay', Dad.

I don't understand. Alfred wrote the Three Laws. Why would he build a robot that could break them?

Hansel and Gretel.

What?

Two kids, lost in the forest. Leave behind a trail of bread crumbs.

Why?

To find their way home. How the hell did you grow up without reading Hansel and Gretel?

Is that really relevant right now?

Everything I'm trying to say to you is about Hansel and Gretel. If you didn't read it, I'm talking to the wall.

Okay. Okay.

All right, look, just say Lanning was locked down so tight he couldn't get out a message. All he could do was leave me clues. A trail of bread crumbs, like Hansel and Gretel.

Bread crumbs equals clues. Odd but fine. Clues leading where?

I don't know, but I think I know where he left the next one. I think Lanning gave Sonny a way to keep secrets. I think the old man gave Sonny dreams.

Didn't you get John's text?

No. I delete his texts. I delete any text that begins, 'Hi.'

Does he write you notes too? He's such a romantic.

Captain, I wish to report a mutiny. I can name fingers and point names.

She's not responding to my texts!

Careful, dad. Jealousy turns women off.

You don't write, you don't call.

Just you reconsider playing that message for him!

[R2 beeps a question]

No, I don't think he likes you at all.

[R2 beeps again]

No, I don't like you either.

It's a long story.

Maybe you could tell me sometime.

Here's my email address. Write me and I'll tell you all about it.

You got our message that the time and place of the hearing had been changed, did you?

I must have missed it. But by a happy mistake, I arrived at the Ministry three hours early.

Couldn't have put any of this in a letter, I suppose? I've gone all summer without a scrap of news.

We wanted to write, mate. Really, we did. Only…

Only what?

Only Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you anything.

Dumbledore said that? But why would he keep me in the dark? Maybe I could help.

I don't belong here. I belong in your world, at Hogwarts. It's the only place I've got friends.

Friends who don't write to Harry Potter?

Well, I expect they've been… Hang on. How do you know my friends haven't been writing to me?

Harry Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby. Dobby hoped if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir.

Give me those. Now.