Dumbledore lowered his hands and looked at Harry over his multifocal glasses. “The time has come,” he began, “to tell you what I should have told you five years ago. Please sit down, Harry. I will tell you everything. I only ask you to be a little patient. When I’m done, you’ll have the chance to rage at me at your leisure… do whatever you want. I won’t stop you.”
It’s summer, and Harry Potter is tired of receiving strange, little letters from his friends. He can’t wait for school to start, so he can find out what was kept from him for so long. Because Ron and Hermione know something that he doesn’t.
