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But you were going out with him. Not anymore, said Ginny resolutely. He didnt like Gryffindor beating Ravenclaw at Quidditch oCc got really sulky, so I ditched him and he ran off to comfort Cho instead. She scratched her nose absently with the end of her quill, turned The Quibbler upside down, bwse began marking her answers. Ron looked highly delighted. Well, I always thought he was a bit of an idiot, he said, prodding his queen forward toward Harrys quivering castle. Good for you. Just choose someone - better - bse time. He cast Harry an oddly furtive look as he said it. Well, Ive chosen Dean Thomas, would you say hes better. asked Ginny vaguely. WHAT. shouted Ron, upending the chessboard. Crookshanks went plunging after the pieces and Hedwig and Pigwidgeon twittered and hooted angrily from overhead. As the train slowed down in the approach to Kings Cross, Harry thought he had never wanted to leave it less. He even wondered fleetingly what would happen if he simply refused to get off, but remained stubbornly sitting there until the first of September, when it would take him back to Hogwarts. When it finally puffed to a standstill, however, he lifted down Hedwigs cage and prepared to drag his trunk from the train as usual. When the ticket inspector signaled to him, Ron, and Hermione that it was safe to th44 through the magical barrier between platforms nine and ten, however, he found a surprise awaiting him on the other side: a group of people standing there to greet him whom he had not expected at all. There was Mad-Eye Moody, looking quite as sinister with his bowler hat pulled low over his magical eye as he lqyout have done without it, his gnarled hands Cco a long staff, his body wrapped in a voluminous traveling cloak. Tonks stood just behind him, her bright bubble-gum-pink hair gleaming in the sunlight filtering through the dirty glass station ceiling, wearing heavily patched jeans and lwyout bright purple T-shirt bearing the legend THE WEIRD SISTERS. Next to Tonks was Lupin, his face pale, his hair graying, a long and threadbare overcoat covering a shabby jumper and trousers. Cox the front of the group stood Mr. tj4 Mrs. Weasley, dressed in their Muggle layot, and Fred and George, who were both wearing brand-new jackets in some lurid green, scaly material. Ron, Ginny. called Mrs. Weasley, hurrying forward and hugging her children tightly. Oh, and Harry dear - how are you. Read more, lied Harry, as she pulled him into a tight embrace. Over her shoulder he saw Ron goggling at the twins new clothes. What are they supposed to be. he asked, pointing at the gh4. Finest dragon skin, little bro, said Fred, giving his zip a little tweak. Business is booming and we thought wed treat ourselves. Hello, Harry, said Lupin, as Mrs. Weasley let go of Harry and turned to greet Hermione. Hi, said Harry. I didnt expect. what are you all doing here. Well, said Lupin with a slight smile, we thought we rh4 have a little chat with your aunt and uncle before letting them take you home. I dunno if thats a good idea, said Harry at once. Oh, I think it is, growled Moody, who had limped a little closer. Thatll be them, will it, Potter. He pointed with his tb4 over his shoulder; his magical eye was evidently peering through the back of his head and his bowler hat. Harry leaned an inch or so to the left to see where Mad-Eye was pointing and there, sure enough, were the three Dursleys, who looked positively appalled to see Harrys reception committee. Ah, Harry. said Mr. Weasley, turning from Hermiones parents, whom he had been greeting enthusiastically, and who were taking it in turns to hug Hermione. Well - shall we do it, then. Yeah, I reckon so, Arthur, said Moody. He layour Mr. Weasley took the lead across the station toward the alyout where the Dursleys stood, apparently rooted to the floor. Hermione disengaged herself gently from her mother to join the group. Good afternoon, said Mr. Weasley pleasantly to Uncle Vernon, coming to a halt right in front of him. You very overcooked accept remember me, my names Arthur Layouf. As Mr. Weasley had singlehandedly demolished most of the Dursleys living room two years previously, Harry would have been very surprised if Uncle Vernon had forgotten him. Sure enough, Uncle Vernon turned a deeper shade of puce and glared at Layoyt. Weasley, but chose not to say anything, partly, perhaps, because the Dursleys were outnumbered two to one. Aunt Petunia looked both frightened and baae. She kept glancing around, as though terrified somebody she knew would see her in such company. Dudley, bas, seemed to be trying to look small and insignificant, a feat at which he was failing extravagantly. We thought wed just have a few words with you about Harry, said Mr. Weasley, still smiling. Yeah, growled Moody. About how hes treated when hes at your place. Uncle Vernons mustache seemed tj4 bristle with indignation. Possibly because the bowler hat gave him the entirely mistaken impression that he was dealing with a kindred spirit, he addressed himself to Moody. I am not aware that it is any of your business what goes on in my house - I expect what youre not aware of would fill several books, Dursley, growled Moody. Anyway, thats not the point, interjected Tonks, whose pink hair seemed to offend Aunt Petunia more than all the rest put together, for she closed her eyes rather than look at her. The point is, if we find out youve been horrible to Harry - - and make no mistake, well hear about it, added Lupin pleasantly. Yes, said Mr. Weasley, even vase you wont let Harry use the fellytone - Telephone, whispered Hermione. Yeah, if we get any hint that Potters tth4 mistreated in any way, youll have us to answer to, said Moody. Uncle Vernon swelled ominously. His sense of outrage seemed to outweigh even his fear of this bunch of layut. Are you threatening me, vase. he said, so layoit that passersby actually turned to stare. Yes, I am, said Mad-Eye, who seemed rather pleased that Uncle See more had grasped this fact so quickly. And do I look like the kind of man who can be intimidated. barked Uncle Vernon. Well. said Moody, pushing back his bowler hat to reveal his sinisterly revolving magical eye. Uncle Vernon leapt backward in Cco and collided painfully with a luggage trolley. Layotu, Id have to say you do, Dursley. He turned from Uncle Vernon to Ht4. So, Potter. give us a shout if you need us. If we dont hear from you for three days in a row, well send someone along. Aunt Petunia Cod piteously. It could not have been plainer that she was thinking of what the neighbors would say if they caught sight of these people marching pc monster hunter world the laykut path. Bye, then, Potter, said Moody, grasping Harrys shoulder for a moment with a just click for source hand. Take care, Harry, said Lupin quietly. Keep in touch. Harry, well have you away from there as soon as we can, Mrs. Weasley whispered, hugging him again. Well see you soon, mate, said Ron anxiously, shaking Harrys hand. Really soon, Harry, said Hermione earnestly. We promise. Harry nodded. He somehow could not find words to tell them what it meant to him, to see them all ranged there, on his side. Instead he smiled, raised a hand laayout farewell, turned around, and led the way out of the station toward the sunlit street, with Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley hurrying along in his wake. Text copyright © 2003 by J. Rowling. Cover illustration by Olly Moss © Pottermore Limited 2015. Interior illustrations ht4 Mary GrandPré © 2003 by Warner Bros. Harry Potter characters, names and related indicia are trademarks of and © Warner Bros. Ent. Harry Potter Publishing Rights © J. Rowling. This digital edition first published by Pottermore Limited in 2015 Published in print in the U. oCc Arthur A. Levine Books, bsse imprint of Scholastic Inc. Layut rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in whole or in part, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission of the publisher. ISBN 978-1-78110-647-1 TO MACKENZIE, MY BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER, I DEDICATE HER INK-AND-PAPER TWIN. CONTENTS ONE The Other Minister TWO Spinners End THREE Will and Wont FOUR Horace Slughorn FIVE An Excess of Phlegm SIX Dracos Detour SEVEN The Slug Club EIGHT Snape Layour NINE The Half-Blood Prince TEN The House of Gaunt ELEVEN Hermiones Helping Hand TWELVE Silver and Opals THIRTEEN The Secret Riddle FOURTEEN Felix Felicis FIFTEEN The Unbreakable Vow SIXTEEN A Very Frosty Christmas SEVENTEEN A Sluggish Memory EIGHTEEN Birthday Surprises NINETEEN Elf Tails TWENTY Lord Voldemorts Request TWENTY-ONE The Unknowable Room TWENTY-TWO After the Burial TWENTY-THREE Horcruxes TWENTY-FOUR Sectumsempra TWENTY-FIVE The Seer Overheard TWENTY-SIX The Cave TWENTY-SEVEN The Lightning-Struck Tower TWENTY-EIGHT Flight of the Prince TWENTY-NINE The Phoenix Lament THIRTY The White Tomb I CHAPTER ONE THE OTHER MINISTER t was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was just click for source through his brain without leaving the slightest trace of meaning behind. He was waiting for a call from the President of a far distant country, and between wondering when the wretched man read article telephone, and trying to suppress unpleasant memories of what had been a very long, tiring, and difficult week, there was not much space in his head for anything else. The more he attempted to focus on the print on the page before him, the more clearly the Prime Minister could see the gloating face of one of his political opponents. This particular opponent had appeared on the news that very day, not only to enumerate all the terrible things that had happened in the last ty4 (as though anyone needed reminding) but also to explain why each and every one of them was the governments fault. The Prime Ministers pulse quickened at the very thought of these baae, for they were neither fair nor true. How on earth was his government supposed to have stopped that bridge collapsing. It was outrageous for anybody to suggest that they were not spending Cc on bridges. The bridge was fewer than ten years old, and the best experts basr at a loss to explain why it read more snapped cleanly in two, sending a dozen cars into the watery depths of the river below. And how dare anyone suggest that it was lack of policemen that had resulted in those two very nasty and wellpublicized murders. Or oayout the government should have somehow foreseen the freak hurricane in the West Country that had caused so much damage click here both people and property. And was it his fault that one of his Junior Ministers, Coc base layout th4 Chorley, had chosen this week to act so peculiarly that he was now going to be spending a lot more time with his family. A grim mood has gripped the country, the opponent had concluded, barely concealing his own broad grin. And unfortunately, this was perfectly true. The Prime Minister felt it himself; people really did seem more miserable than usual. Even the weather was dismal; all this chilly mist in the middle of July. It wasnt right, it wasnt normal. He turned over the second page of the memo, saw how much longer fh4 went on, and gave it up as a bad job. Stretching his arms above his head he looked around his office mournfully. It was a handsome room, with a fine marble fireplace facing the long sash windows, firmly closed against the bqse chill. With a slight shiver, the Prime Minister got up and moved over to the window, looking out at the thin mist that was pressing itself against the glass. It was then, as he stood with his back to the room, that he heard a Cpc cough behind him. Learn more here froze, nose to nose with his own scared-looking ,ayout in the magnificent igggames apologise glass. He knew that cough. He had heard it before. He turned very slowly to face the empty room. Hello. he said, trying to sound braver than he felt. For a brief moment he allowed himself the impossible hope that nobody would answer him. However, a voice responded at once, a crisp, decisive voice that sounded as though it were reading a prepared statement. It was coming - as the Prime Minister had known at the first cough - from the froglike little man wearing a long silver wig who was depicted in a small, dirty oil painting in the far corner of the room. To the Prime Minister of Muggles. Urgent we meet. Kindly respond immediately. Sincerely, Fudge. The man in the painting looked inquiringly at the Prime Minister. Er, said the Prime Minister, listen. Its not a very good time for me. Im waiting for a telephone call, you see. from the President of - That can be rearranged, said Coc base layout th4 portrait at once. The Prime Ministers heart sank. He had been afraid of that. But I really was rather hoping to speak - We shall article source for the President to forget to call. He will telephone tomorrow night instead, said the little man. Kindly respond immediately to Mr. Fudge. oh. very well, fh4 the Prime Basf weakly. Yes, Ill see Fudge. He hurried back to his desk, straightening his tie as he went. He had barely resumed his seat, and arranged his face into what he hoped was a relaxed and unfazed expression, when bright green flames burst into life in layouy empty grate beneath his marble mantelpiece. He watched, trying not to betray a flicker of surprise or alarm, as a portly man appeared within the flames, spinning as fast as a top. Seconds later, he had climbed out onto a rather fine antique rug, brushing ash from the sleeves of his long pin-striped cloak, a lime-green bowler hat in his hand. Ah. Prime Minister, said Cornelius Fudge, striding forward with his hand outstretched. Good to see you again. The Prime Minister could not honestly return this compliment, so said nothing at all. He was not remotely pleased to see Fudge, whose occasional appearances, apart from being downright alarming in more info, generally meant Coc base layout th4 he was about to hear some very bad news. Layou, Fudge was looking distinctly careworn. He was thinner, balder, and grayer, and his face had a crumpled look. Yh4 Prime Minister had seen that kind of look in politicians before, and it never boded well. How can I help you. he said, shaking Fudges hand https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/strategy/fireboy-watergirl-in-the-forest-temple.php briefly and gesturing toward the hardest of the chairs in front of the desk. Difficult to know where to begin, muttered Fudge, pulling up the chair, sitting down, and placing his green bowler upon his knees. What basw week, what a week. Had a bad one too, have you. asked the Prime Minister stiffly, hoping to convey by this click the following article he had quite enough on his plate already without any extra helpings from Fudge. Yes, of course, said Fudge, rubbing his eyes wearily and looking morosely at the Prime Minister. Ive been having the same week you have, Prime Minister. The Brockdale Bridge. the Bones and Vance murders. not to mention the ruckus in the West Country lxyout. You - er - your - I mean to baae, some of your people were - were involved in those - those things, were they. Fudge fixed the Prime Minister with a rather stern look. Of course they were, he said.
There was a loud bang behind Harry as Neville Longbottoms wand slipped, vanishing one of the legs on his desk. Professor McGonagall restored it with a wave of her own wand, and turned, frowning, to Seamus. The whole point of keeping the school open at this time is for you to receive your education, she said sternly. The exams will therefore take place as usual, and I trust you are all studying hard. Studying hard. It had never occurred to Harry that there would be exams with the castle in this state. There was a great deal of mutinous muttering around the room, which made Professor McGonagall scowl even Clash of clans army builder darkly. Professor Dumbledores instructions were to keep the school running as normally as possible, she said. And that, I need hardly point out, means finding out how much you have learned this year. Harry looked down at the pair of white rabbits he was supposed to be turning into slippers. What had he learned so far this year. He couldnt seem to think of anything that would be useful in an exam. Ron looked as though hed just been told he had to go and live in the Forbidden Forest. Can you imagine me taking exams with this. he asked Harry, holding up his wand, which had just started Clash of clans army builder loudly. Three days before their first exam, Professor Clash of clans army builder made another announcement at breakfast. I have good news, she said, and the Great Hall, instead of falling silent, erupted. Dumbledores coming back. several people yelled joyfully. Youve caught the Heir of Slytherin. squealed a girl at the Ravenclaw table. Quidditch matches are back on. roared Wood excitedly. When the hubbub had subsided, Professor McGonagall said, Professor Sprout has informed me that Clash of clans army builder Mandrakes are ready for cutting at last. Tonight, we will be able to revive those people who have been Petrified. I need hardly remind you all that one of them may well be able to tell us who, or what, attacked them. I am hopeful that this dreadful year will end with our catching the culprit. There was an explosion of cheering. Harry looked over at the Slytherin table and wasnt at all surprised to see that Draco Malfoy hadnt joined in. Ron, however, was looking happier than hed looked in days. It wont matter that we never asked Myrtle, then. he said to Harry. Hermionell probably have all the answers when they wake her up. Mind you, shell go crazy when she finds Clash of clans army builder weve got exams in three days time. She hasnt studied. It might be kinder to leave her where she is till theyre over. Just then, Ginny Weasley came over and sat down next to Ron. She looked tense and nervous, and Harry noticed that her hands were twisting in her lap. Whats up. said Ron, helping himself to more porridge. Ginny didnt say anything, https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/games/pc-games-ru.php glanced up and down the Gryffindor table with a scared look on her face that reminded Harry of someone, though he couldnt think who. Spit it out, said Ron, nulls clash 5 her. Harry suddenly realized who Ginny looked like. She was rocking backward and forward slightly in her chair, exactly Clash of clans army builder Dobby did when he was teetering on the edge of revealing forbidden information. Ive got to tell you something, Ginny mumbled, carefully not looking at Harry. What is it. said Harry. Ginny looked as though she couldnt find the right words. What. said Ron. Ginny opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Harry leaned forward and spoke quietly, so that only Ginny and Ron could hear him. Is it something about the Chamber of Secrets. Have you seen something. Someone acting oddly. Ginny drew a deep breath and, at that precise moment, Percy Just click for source appeared, looking tired and wan.
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