Hermione knew it as surely as she'd known anything in her entire life! Harry was standing, legs astride, battle-posed. Excalibur shimmered and pulsed in his hand. The power radiating from Harry swept off him like an electric storm front. Someone fired a spell ... but Harry simply let it hit him. He didn't move ... the spell might as well have been a grain of sand for all the impact it had on him. He pulled Excalibur back, then slashed the mighty sword through the air in front of him ...