Dumbledore walked up to Harry and smirked. His plans have gone nicely. He took off the Dark Lord’s robes off of Harry and held him. The headmaster cast a magical block and a compulsion to not tell anyone about the homelife he will inevitably have. After casting both of them, on such a powerful wizard, drained him. It is hard work to keep such raw magic confined in his core. Smirking to himself, he sent a patronus to Hagrid and waited in the living room for him; with the unconscious Harry Potter in his hands.