Harry continued, "So what actually happened? My memory starts with my father yelling, "Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off!’ Less than a minute later, Dad was dead. By then my mum had scooped me up, and had run upstairs to the nursery. Soon my mother was standing by my cot, facing Voldemort. Twice he said, "Move aside’; twice she said, "Don’t kill Harry, take me instead.’ Voldemort said, "Very well,’ then he spoke strange words that my toddler-self didn’t understand. Green light came out of his wand, hit my mum in the chest and she dropped. I cried, "Mummy, Mummy!’ but she wouldn’t wake up. Meanwhile, Voldemort, ignoring what he’d just promised my mum, tried to kill me. Again he spoke the strange words, and again green light came out of his wand. The green light hit my forehead—which hurt lots. But then the green light bounced off me, went back to Voldemort, and hit him on his ankle. He turned into black smoke, inside his robes. His black robes dropped when nobody was holding them up anymore. His wand made a noise when it hit the floor."