That way if anyone's out there waiting for us, and I reckon there will be. Point is, we'll have to use those means of transport the Trace can't detect: Brooms, Thestrals, and the like we'll go in pairs. Harry: What's the Trace? Moody: If you sneeze, the Ministry will know who wipes your nose. Moody: Potter, you're underage, which means you still have the Trace on you. You will, I think, prove most useful, Pius. Voldemort: Ha! Spoken like a true politician. Voldemort: What say you, Pius? Pius: One hears many things my Lord, whether the truth is among them is not clear. The Auror office no longer plays any part in the protection of Harry Potter. Dawlish, the Auror, has let slip that the Potter boy will not be moved until the 30th of this month, the day before he turns 17. You bring news, I trust? Snape: It will happen Saturday next, at nightfall. I was beginning to worry that you had lost your way.
Dobby is happy to be with his friend, Harry Potter.