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Come and see - He led Harry out of the crowd until they were able to see link edge of the field. You gave Mr. Malfoy quite a fright, said Lupin. Harry stared. Lying in a crumpled heap on the ground were Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Marcus Flint, the Slytherin team Captain, all struggling to remove themselves from long, black, hooded robes. It looked as though Malfoy had been standing on Goyles shoulders. Standing over them, with an expression of the utmost fury oc her face, was Professor McGonagall. An unworthy trick. she was shouting. A low and cowardly attempt to sabotage the Gryffindor Seeker. Detention for all of you, and fifty points from Slytherin. I shall be speaking to Professor Dumbledore about this, make no mistake. Ah, here he comes now. If anything could have set the seal on Gryffindors victory, it was this. Ron, who had fought his way through to Harrys side, doubled up with laughter as they watched Malfoy fighting to extricate himself from the P, Goyles head still stuck inside it. Come on, Harry. said George, fighting his way over. Party. Gryffindor common room, now. Right, said Harry, and feeling happier than he had in ages, he and the rest of the team led the way, still in their scarlet robes, out xv the stadium and back up to the castle. It felt xf though they had already won the Quidditch Cup; the party went on all day and well into the night. Fred and George Weasley disappeared for a couple Pk xd pc hours and returned with armfuls of bottles of butterbeer, pumpkin fizz, and several bags full of Honeydukes sweets. How did you do that. squealed Angelina Johnson as George started throwing Peppermint Toads into the crowd. With a little help from Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, Fred muttered in Harrys ear. Only one person wasnt joining in the festivities. Hermione, incredibly, was sitting in a corner, attempting to lc an enormous book entitled Home Life and Social Habits of British Muggles. Harry p away from the click here where Fred and George had started juggling butterbeer bottles and went over to her. Did you even come to the match. he asked her. Of course I did, said Hermione in a strangely high-pitched voice, not looking up. And Im very glad we won, x I think xc did really well, but I need to read this by Monday. Come on, Hermione, come and have some food, Harry pc auto chess, looking over at Ron and wondering whether he was in a good enough mood to bury the hatchet. I cant, Harry. Ive still got four hundred and twenty-two pages to read. said Hermione, now sounding slightly hysterical. Anyway. She glanced over at Ron too. He doesnt want me to join in. Dd was no arguing with this, as Cd chose that moment to say loudly, If Scabbers hadnt just been eaten, he could have had some of those Fudge Flies. He used to really like them - Hermione burst into tears. Before Harry visit web page say or do anything, she tucked the enormous book under her arm, and, ppc sobbing, ran toward the staircase to the girls dormitories and out of sight. Cant you give her a break. Harry asked Ron quietly. No, said Ron flatly. If she just acted like she was sorry - but shell never admit shes wrong, Hermione. Shes still acting like Scabbers has gone on vacation or something. The Gryffindor party ended only when Professor McGonagall turned up in her tartan dressing gown and hair net at one in the morning, to insist that they all go to bed. Harry and Ron climbed the stairs to their dormitory, still discussing the match. At last, exhausted, Harry climbed into bed, twitched the hangings of his four-poster shut to block out a ray of moonlight, lay back, and felt himself almost instantly drifting off to sleep. He had a very strange dream. He lc walking through a forest, his Firebolt over his shoulder, following something silvery-white. It was winding its way through the trees ahead, and he could only catch glimpses of it between the leaves. Anxious to catch up with it, he sped up, but as he moved faster, so did his quarry. Harry broke visit web page a run, and ahead he heard hooves gathering speed. Now he was running lc out, and ahead he could hear galloping. P, he turned a corner into a clearing and - AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Harry woke as suddenly as though hed been hit in the face. Disoriented in the total darkness, he fumbled with his hangings - he could hear movements around him, and Seamus Finnigans voice from the other side of the room: Whats going on. Harry thought he heard the dormitory door slam. At last finding the divide in his curtains, he ripped them back, and at the same moment, Dean Thomas lit his lamp. Ron was sitting up in bed, the hangings torn from one side, a look of utmost terror on his face. Black. Sirius Black. With a knife. What. Here. Just now. Slashed the curtains. Woke me up. You sure you werent dreaming, Ron. said Dean. Look at the curtains. I tell you, he was here. They all scrambled out of bed; Harry reached the dormitory door first, and they sprinted back down the staircase. Doors click at this page behind them, and sleepy voices called after them. Who shouted. Whatre you doing. The common room was lit with the glow of the dying fire, still Po with the debris from the party. It was deserted. Are you sure you werent dreaming, Ron. Im telling you, I saw him. Whats all the noise. Professor McGonagall told us to go to bed. A few of the girls had come down their staircase, pulling on dressing gowns and yawning. Boys, too, were reappearing. Excellent, are we carrying on. said Fred Weasley brightly. Everyone back upstairs. said Percy, hurrying into the common room and pinning his Head Boy badge to his pajamas as he spoke. Perce - Sirius Black. said Ron faintly. In our dormitory. With a knife. Woke me up. The common room went very still. Nonsense. said Percy, looking startled. You had too much to eat, Ron - had a nightmare - Please click for source telling you - Now, really, enoughs enough. Professor McGonagall was link. She slammed the portrait behind her as she entered the common room and stared furiously around. I am delighted that Gryffindor won the match, but this is getting ridiculous. Percy, I expected better of you. I certainly didnt authorize this, Professor. said Percy, puffing himself up indignantly. I was just telling them all to get back to bed. My brother Ron here had a nightmare - IT WASNT A NIGHTMARE. Ron yelled. PROFESSOR, I WOKE UP, AND SIRIUS BLACK WAS STANDING OVER ME, HOLDING A KNIFE. Professor McGonagall stared at him. Dont be ridiculous, Weasley, how could he possibly have gotten through the portrait hole. Ask him. said Ron, pointing a shaking finger at the back of Sir Cadogans picture. Ask him if he saw - Glaring suspiciously at Ron, Professor McGonagall pushed the portrait back open and went outside. The whole common room listened with bated Pi. Sir Cadogan, did you just let a man enter Gryffindor Tower. Certainly, good lady. cried Sir Cadogan. There was a stunned silence, both inside and outside the common room. You Pk xd pc you did. said Professor McGonagall. But - but the password. He had em. said Sir Cadogan proudly. Had the whole weeks, my lady. Read em off a little piece of paper. Professor McGonagall pulled herself back through the portrait hole to face the stunned crowd. She was white as chalk. Which person, she said, her voice shaking, which abysmally foolish person wrote down this weeks passwords and left them lying around. There was utter silence, broken by the smallest of terrified squeaks. Neville Longbottom, trembling from head to fluffy-slippered toes, raised his hand slowly into the air. N CHAPTER FOURTEEN SNAPES GRUDGE o one in Gryffindor Tower slept that night. They knew that the castle was being searched again, and the whole House stayed awake in the common room, waiting to hear whether Black had been caught. Professor McGonagall came back at dawn, to tell pv that he had again escaped. Throughout the day, everywhere they went they saw signs of tighter security; Professor Flitwick space takeover be seen teaching the front doors to recognize a large picture of Sirius Black; Filch was suddenly bustling up and down the corridors, boarding up everything from tiny cracks in the walls to mouse holes. Sir Cadogan had been fired. His portrait had been taken back to its lonely landing on the seventh floor, and the Fat Lady was back. She had been expertly restored, but was still extremely nervous, and had agreed to return to her job only on condition that she was given extra protection. A bunch of surly security trolls had been hired to guard her. They paced the corridor in a menacing group, talking in grunts and comparing the size of their clubs. Harry couldnt help noticing that the statue of the one-eyed witch on the third floor remained unguarded and unblocked. It seemed that Fred and George had been right in thinking that they - and now Harry, Ron, and Hermione - were the only ones who knew about the hidden passageway within it. Dyou reckon we should tell someone. Harry asked Ron. We know hes not coming in through Honeydukes, said Ron dismissively. Wedve heard if the shop had been broken into. Harry was glad Ron took this view. If the one-eyed witch was boarded up too, he would never be able to go into Hogsmeade again. Ron had become an instant celebrity. For the first ;c in his life, people were paying more attention to him than to Harry, and it was clear that Ron was rather enjoying the experience. Though still severely shaken by the nights events, he was happy to tell anyone who asked what had happened, with a wealth of detail. I was asleep, and I heard this ripping noise, and I thought it was in my dream, you know. But then there was this draft. I woke up and one side of the hangings on my bed had been pulled down. I rolled over. and I saw him standing over me. like a skeleton, with loads of filthy hair. holding this great long knife, mustve been twelve inches. and he looked at me, and I looked at him, and then I yelled, and he scampered. Why, though. Ron added to Harry as the group of second-year girls who had been listening to his chilling tale departed. Why did he run. Harry had been wondering the same thing. Why had Black, having got the wrong bed, not silenced Ron and proceeded to Oc. Black had proved twelve years ago that he didnt mind murdering innocent people, and this time he had been facing five unarmed boys, four of whom were asleep. He mustve known hed have a job getting back out of the castle once youd yelled and woken people up, said Harry thoughtfully. Hedve had to kill the whole House to get back through the portrait hole. then he wouldve met the teachers. Neville was in total disgrace. Professor McGonagall was so furious with him she had banned him from all future Hogsmeade visits, given him a detention, and forbidden anyone to give him the password into the tower. Poor Neville was forced to wait outside the common room every night for somebody to let him in, while the security trolls leered unpleasantly at him. None of these punishments, however, came close to matching the one his grandmother had in store for him. Two days after Blacks break-in, she sent Neville the very worst thing a Hogwarts student could receive over breakfast - a Howler. The school owls swooped into the Great Hall carrying the mail as usual, and Neville choked as a huge barn owl landed in front of him, a scarlet envelope clutched in its beak. Harry and Ron, who were sitting opposite him, recognized the letter as a Howler at once - Ron had got one from his mother the year before. Run for it, Neville, Ron advised. Neville didnt ppc telling twice. He seized the envelope, and holding dd before him like a bomb, sprinted out of the hall, while the Slytherin table exploded with laughter at the sight of him. They heard the Howler go off in the entrance sd - Nevilles grandmothers voice, magically magnified to a hundred times its usual volume, shrieking about how he had brought shame on the whole family. Harry was too busy lc sorry for Neville to notice immediately that he had a letter too. Hedwig got his attention by nipping him sharply on the wrist. Ouch. Oh - thanks, Hedwig. Harry tore open the envelope while Hedwig helped herself to some of Nevilles cornflakes. The note inside said: Dear Harry and Ron, How about having tea with me this afternoon round six. Ill come and collect you from the castle. WAIT FOR ME IN THE ENTRANCE HALL; YOURE NOT ALLOWED OUT ON YOUR OWN. Cheers, Hagrid He probably wants to hear all about Black. said Ron. So at six oclock that afternoon, Harry and Ron left Gryffindor Tower, passed the security trolls at a run, and headed down to the entrance hall. Hagrid was already waiting for them. All right, Hagrid. said Ron. Spose you want to hear about Saturday night, do you. Ive already heard all abou it, said Hagrid, opening the front doors and leading them outside. Oh, said Ron, looking slightly put out. The first thing they saw on entering Hagrids cabin was Buckbeak, who was stretched out on top of Hagrids patchwork quilt, his enormous wings folded tight to his body, enjoying a large plate of dead ferrets. Averting his eyes from this unpleasant xc, Harry saw a gigantic, hairy brown suit and a very horrible yellow-and-orange tie hanging from the top of Hagrids wardrobe door. What are they for, Hagrid. said Harry. Buckbeaks case against the Committee fer the Disposal o Dangerous Creatures, said Hagrid. This Friday. Him an mell be goin down ter London together. Ive booked two beds on the Knight Bus. Harry felt a nasty pang of guilt. He had completely Pl that Buckbeaks trial was so near, and judging by the uneasy look on Rons face, he had too. They had also forgotten their promise about helping him prepare Buckbeaks defense; the arrival of the Firebolt had driven it clean out of their minds.

Norris and Colin Creevey. Harry fretted about this next to the fire in the Gryffindor common room, while Ron and Hermione used their time off to play a game of wizard chess. For heavens sake, Harry, said Hermione, exasperated, as one of Rons bishops wrestled her knight off his horse and dragged him off the board. Go and find Justin if its so important to you. So Harry got up and left through the portrait hole, wondering where Justin might be. The castle was darker than it usually was in daytime because of the thick, swirling gray snow at every window. Shivering, Harry walked past classrooms where lessons were this web page place, catching snatches of what Loto online happening within. Professor McGonagall was shouting link someone who, by the sound of it, had turned his friend into a badger. Resisting the urge to take a look, Harry walked on by, thinking that Justin might be using his free time to catch up on some work, and deciding to check the library first. A group of the Hufflepuffs who should have been in Herbology were indeed sitting at the back of the library, but they didnt seem to be working. Between the long lines of high bookshelves, Harry could see that their heads were close together and they were having what looked like an absorbing conversation. He couldnt see whether Justin was among them. He was walking toward them when something of what they were saying met his ears, and he paused to listen, hidden in the Invisibility section. So anyway, a stout boy was saying, I told Justin to hide up in our dormitory. I mean to say, if Potters marked him down as his next victim, its best if he keeps a low profile for a while. Of course, Justins been waiting for something like this to happen ever since he let slip to Potter he was Muggleborn. Justin actually told call of duty pc hed been down for Eton. Thats coc th10 base 2022 the kind of thing you bandy about with Slytherins heir on the loose, is it. You definitely think it is Potter, then, Ernie. said a girl with blonde pigtails anxiously. Hannah, said the stout boy solemnly, hes a Parselmouth. Everyone knows thats the mark of a Dark wizard. Have you ever heard of a decent one who could talk to snakes. They called Slytherin himself Serpent-tongue. There was some heavy murmuring at this, and Ernie went on, Remember what was written on the wall. Enemies of the Heir, Beware. Potter had some sort of run-in with Filch. Next thing we know, Filchs cats attacked. That first year, Creevey, was annoying Potter at the Quidditch match, taking pictures of him while he was lying in the mud. Next thing we know - Creeveys been attacked. He always seems so nice, though, said Hannah uncertainly, and, well, hes the one who made You-Know-Who disappear. He cant be all bad, can he. Ernie lowered his voice mysteriously, the Hufflepuffs bent closer, and Harry edged nearer so that he could catch Ernies words. No one knows how he survived that attack by You-Know-Who. I mean to say, he was only a baby when it happened. He should have been blasted into smithereens. Only a really powerful Dark wizard could have survived a curse like that. He dropped his voice until it was barely more than a whisper, and check this out, Thats probably why You-Know-Who wanted to kill him in the first place. Didnt want another Dark Lord competing with him. I wonder what other powers Potters been hiding. Harry couldnt take anymore. Clearing his throat loudly, he stepped out from behind the bookshelves. If he hadnt been feeling so angry, he would have found the sight that greeted him funny: Every one of the Hufflepuffs looked as though they had been Petrified by the sight of him, and the color was draining out of Ernies face. Clash of war base, said Harry. Im looking for Justin Finch-Fletchley. The Hufflepuffs worst fears had clearly been confirmed. They all looked fearfully at Ernie. What do you want with him. said Ernie in Loto online quavering voice. I wanted to tell him what really happened with that snake at the Dueling Club, said Harry. Ernie bit his white lips and then, taking a deep breath, said, We were all there. We saw what happened. Then you noticed that after I spoke to it, the snake backed off. said Harry. All I saw, said Ernie stubbornly, though he was trembling as he spoke, was you speaking Parseltongue and chasing the snake toward Justin. I didnt chase it at him. Harry said, his voice shaking with anger. It didnt even touch him. It Loto online a very near miss, said Ernie. And in case youre getting ideas, he added click, I might tell you that you can trace my family back through nine generations of witches and warlocks and my bloods as pure as anyones, so - I dont care what sort of blood youve got. said Harry fiercely. Why would I want to attack Muggle-borns. Ive heard you hate those Muggles you live with, said Ernie swiftly. Its not possible to live with the Dursleys and not hate them, said Harry. Id like to see you try it. He turned on his heel and stormed out of the library, earning himself a reproving glare from Madam Pince, who was polishing the gilded cover of a large spell book. Harry blundered up the corridor, barely noticing where he was going, he was Loto online such a fury.

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