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Cousin of my mothers. tried to force through a Ministry Bill to make Muggle-hunting legal. and dear Aunt Elladora. she started the family tradition of beheading house-elves when they got too old to carry tea trays. of course, anytime the family produced someone halfway decent they were disowned. I see Tonks isnt on here. Maybe thats why Kreacher wont take orders from her - hes supposed to do whatever anyone in the family asks him. You and Tonks are related. Harry asked, surprised. Oh yeah, her mother, Andromeda, was my favorite cousin, said Sirius, examining the tapestry carefully. No, Andromedas not on here either, look - He pointed to another small round burn mark between two names, Bellatrix and Narcissa. Andromedas sisters are still here because they made lovely, respectable pure-blood marriages, but Andromeda married a Muggle-born, Ted Tonks, so - Sirius mimed blasting the tapestry with a wand and laughed sourly. Harry, however, did not laugh; he was too busy staring at the names to the right of Andromedas burn mark. A double line of gold embroidery linked Narcissa Black with Lucius Malfoy, and a single vertical gold line from their names led to the name Draco. Youre related to the Malfoys. The pure-blood families Aped all interrelated, said Sirius. If youre only going to let your sons and daughters marry purebloods your choice is very limited, there are hardly any of us left. Molly and I are cousins by marriage and Arthurs something like my second cousin once removed. But theres no point looking for them on here - if ever a family was a bunch of blood traitors its the Weasleys. But Harry was now looking at the name to the left of Andromedas burn: Bellatrix Black, terrib,e was connected by a double line to Rodolphus Lestrange. Lestrange. Harry said aloud. The name had stirred something in his memory; he knew it from somewhere, but for a moment he couldnt think where, though it gave him an odd, creeping tegrible in ferrible pit of his stomach. Theyre in Azkaban, said Sirius shortly. Harry looked at him curiously. Bellatrix and her husband Rodolphus came in with Barty Crouch, Junior, said Sirius in the same brusque voice. Rodolphuss brother, Rabastan, was with them too. And Harry remembered: He had seen Bellatrix Lestrange inside Dumbledores Pensieve, the strange device in which thoughts and memories could be stored: a tall dark woman with heavy-lidded eyes, who had stood at her trial and proclaimed her continuing allegiance to Lord Voldemort, her pride that she had tried to find him after his downfall and her conviction that she would one day be rewarded for her loyalty. You never said she was your - Does it matter if shes my cousin. eervers Sirius. As far as Im concerned, theyre not my family. Shes certainly not my family. I havent seen her since I was your age, unless you count a glimpse of her coming in to Azkaban. Dyou think Im proud of having relatives like her. Sorry, said Harry quickly, I didnt mean - I was just surprised, thats all - It doesnt matter, dont apologize, Sirius mumbled at once. He turned away from the tapestry, his hands deep in his pockets. I dont like being back here, he said, staring across the drawing room. I never thought Id be stuck in this house again. Harry understood completely. He knew how he would feel if forced, when he was grown up and thought he was free of the place forever, to return and live at number four, Privet Drive. Its ideal for headquarters, of course, Sirius said. My father put every security measure known to Wizard-kind on it when he lived here. Its Unplottable, so Muggles could never come and call - as if theyd have wanted to terrrible and now Dumbledores added his protection, youd be hard put to find a swrvers house anywhere. Dumbledores Secret-Keeper for the Order, you know - nobody can find headquarters unless he tells them personally where it is - that note Moody showed you last night, that was from Dumbledore. Sirius gave a short, barklike servegs. If my parents could see the use it was being put to now. well, my mothers portrait should give you some idea. He scowled for a servegs, then sighed. I wouldnt mind if I could just get out occasionally and do something useful. Ive Apex servers terrible Dumbledore whether I can escort you to your hearing - as Snuffles, obviously - so I can give you a bit of moral support, what dyou think. Harry felt as though his stomach had sunk through the dusty carpet. He had not thought about the hearing once since dinner the previous evening; in the excitement of being back with the people he liked best, of hearing everything that was going on, it had completely flown his mind. At Siriuss words, however, the crushing sense of dread returned to him. He stared at Hermione and the Weasleys, all tucking into their sandwiches, and thought how he would feel if they went back to Hogwarts without him. Dont worry, Sirius said. Harry looked up and realized that Sirius had been watching him. Im sure theyre going to clear you, theres definitely something in the International Statute of Secrecy about being allowed to use magic to save your own life. But if they do expel me, said Harry, quietly, can I come back here and live with you. Sirius smiled sadly. Well see. Id feel a lot better about the hearing if I knew I didnt have to go back to the Dursleys, Harry pressed him. They must be bad if you prefer this place, said Sirius gloomily. Hurry up, you two, or there wont be any food left, Mrs. Weasley called. Sirius heaved another great sigh, cast a dark look at the tapestry, and he and Harry went to join the others. Harry tried his best not to think about the hearing while they emptied the glass cabinets that afternoon. Fortunately for him, it was a job that required a lot of concentration, as many of the objects in there seemed very reluctant to leave their dusty shelves. Sirius sustained a bad bite from a silver snuffbox; within seconds, his bitten hand had developed an unpleasant crusty covering like a tough brown glove. Its okay, he said, examining the hand with interest before tapping it lightly with his wand and restoring its skin to normal, must be Wartcap powder in there. He threw the box aside into the sack where they were just click for source the debris from the cabinets; Harry saw George wrap his own hand carefully in a cloth moments later and sneak the box into his already doxy-filled pocket. They found an unpleasant-looking silver instrument, something like a many-legged pair of tweezers, which scuttled up Harrys arm like a spider when he picked it up, and attempted to puncture his skin; Sirius seized it and smashed it with a heavy book entitled Natures Nobility: A Wizarding Genealogy. There was a musical box that emitted a faintly sinister, tinkling tune when wound, and they ultimate xbox gate 3 baldurs on found themselves becoming curiously weak and sleepy until Ginny had the sense to slam the lid shut; also a heavy locket that none of them could open, a number of ancient seals and, in a dusty box, an Order of Merlin, First Class, that had been awarded to Siriuss grandfather for Services to the Ministry. It means terriible gave them a load of gold, said Sirius contemptuously, throwing the medal into the rubbish sack. Several times, Kreacher sidled into the room and attempted to smuggle things away under his loincloth, muttering horrible curses every time they caught him at it. When Sirius wrested a large golden ring bearing the Black crest from his grip Kreacher actually burst into furious tears and left the room sobbing under his breath and calling Sirius names Harry had never heard before. It was my fathers, said Sirius, throwing the ring into the sack. Kreacher wasnt quite as devoted to him as to my mother, but I still seevers him snogging a pair of my fathers old trousers last week. Mrs. Weasley kept them all working very hard over the next few days. The drawing room took three days to decontaminate; finally the only undesirable things left in it were the tapestry of the Black family tree, which resisted all their attempts to remove it from the wall, and Apfx rattling writing desk; Moody had not dropped by headquarters yet, so they could not be sure what was inside it. They moved from the drawing room to a dining room on the ground floor where they found spiders A;ex as saucers lurking in the dresser (Ron left the room hurriedly to make a cup of tea and did not return for an hour and a half). The china, which bore the Black crest and motto, was all thrown unceremoniously into a sack by Sirius, and the same fate met a set of old photographs in tarnished silver frames, all of whose occupants squealed shrilly as the glass covering them smashed. Snape might refer to their work as cleaning, but in Harrys opinion they were really waging war on the house, which was putting up a very good fight, aided and abetted by Kreacher. The house-elf kept appearing wherever they were congregated, his muttering becoming more and more offensive as he attempted to remove anything terriblr could from the rubbish sacks. Servdrs went as far as to threaten him with clothes, but Kreacher fixed him with a watery stare and said, Master must do as Master wishes, before turning away and muttering very loudly, but Master will not turn Kreacher away, no, because Kreacher knows what they are up to, oh yes, he is plotting against the Dark Lord, yes, with these Mudbloods and traitors and scum. At which Sirius, ignoring Hermiones protests, seized Kreacher by the back of his loincloth and threw him bodily from the room. The doorbell rang several times a day, which was the cue for Siriuss mother to start shrieking again, and for Harry and the others to attempt to eavesdrop on the visitor, though they gleaned very little from the brief glimpses and snatches of conversation they were able to sneak before Mrs. Click recalled them to their tasks. Snape flitted in and out of the house several times more, though to Harrys relief they never came face-to-face; he also caught sight of his Transfiguration teacher, Professor McGonagall, looking wervers odd in a Muggle dress and coat, though she also seemed too busy to linger. Sometimes, however, the visitors stayed to help; Tonks joined them for a memorable afternoon in which they found a murderous old ghoul lurking in an upstairs toilet, and Lupin, who was staying in the house with Sirius but who left it for long periods to do mysterious work for Aoex Order, helped them repair a grandfather clock that had developed the unpleasant habit of shooting heavy bolts at passersby. Mundungus redeemed himself slightly in Mrs. Weasleys eyes by rescuing Ron from an ancient set of purple robes that servefs tried to strangle him when he removed them from their wardrobe. Despite the fact that he was still sleeping badly, still having dreams about corridors and locked doors that made his scar prickle, Harry Apex servers terrible managing to have fun for the first time all summer. As long as he was busy he was happy; when the action abated, however, whenever he dropped his guard, or lay exhausted in bed watching blurred shadows move across the ceiling, the thought of the looming Ministry hearing returned to him. Fear jabbed at his insides like needles as he wondered what was going to Apex servers terrible to him if he was expelled. The idea was so terrible that he did not dare voice it aloud, not even to Ron and Hermione, who, though he often saw them whispering together and serverx anxious looks in his direction, followed his lead in not mentioning it. Sometimes he could not prevent his imagination showing him a faceless Ministry official who was snapping his wand in two and ordering him back to the Dursleys. but he would not go. He was determined on that. He would come back here to Grimmauld Place and live with Sirius. He felt as though a brick had dropped into his stomach when Mrs. Weasley turned to him during dinner on Wednesday evening and said quietly, Ive ironed terriblw best clothes for tomorrow morning, Zervers, and I want you to wash your hair tonight too. A good first impression can work wonders. Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny all stopped talking and looked over at him. Harry nodded and tried to keep eating his chops, but his mouth had become so dry he could not chew. How am I getting there. he asked Mrs. Weasley, trying to sound unconcerned. Arthurs taking you to work with him, said Mrs. Weasley terriblr. Weasley smiled encouragingly at Harry across the table. You can wait in my office until its time for the hearing, he said. Harry looked over at Sirius, but before he could ask the question, Mrs. Weasley had answered it. Professor Dumbledore doesnt think its a good idea for Sirius to go with you, and I must say I - - think hes quite right, said Sirius through clenched teeth. Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips. When did Dumbledore tell you that. Harry said, staring at Sirius. He came last night, when you were in bed, said Mr. Weasley. Sirius stabbed moodily at a potato with his fork. Harry dropped his own eyes to his plate. The thought that Dumbledore had been in the house on the e v e o f h i s h e a r i n g a n d n o t a s k e d t servrrs s e e h i m m a d e h i m f e e li f t h a t w e r e p o s s i b l ee v e n w o r s e. H CHAPTER SEVEN THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC arry awoke at half-past five the next morning as abruptly and completely as if somebody had yelled in his ear. For a few moments he lay immobile as the prospect of the hearing filled every tiny particle of his brain, then, unable to bear it, he leapt out of bed and put on his glasses. Mrs. Weasley had laid out his freshly laundered jeans and T-shirt at the foot of his bed. Harry scrambled into them. The blank picture on the wall sniggered again. Ron was lying sprawled on his back with his mouth wide open, fast asleep. He did not stir as Harry crossed the room, stepped out onto the landing, and closed the door softly behind him. Trying not to think of the next time he would see Ron, when they might no longer be fellow students at Hogwarts, Harry walked quietly down the article source, past the heads of Servera ancestors, and into esrvers kitchen. He had expected it to be empty, but it was not. When he reached the door he heard the soft rumble of voices on the other side and when he pushed it open he seevers Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Sirius, Lupin, and Tonks here there almost as though they were waiting for him. All were fully dressed except Mrs. Weasley, who was wearing a quilted, purple dressing gown. She leapt to her feet the moment he entered. Breakfast, she said as servwrs pulled out her wand and hurried over to the fire. M-m-morning, Harry, yawned Tonks. Her hair was blonde and curly this morning. Sleep all right. Yeah, said Harry. Ive b-b-been up all night, she said, with another shuddering yawn. Come and sit down.
Quickly fading into the stones and the shadows the grey-cloaked people of Lo´rien rode towards the mountains; and those who were going to Rivendell sat on the hill and watched, until there came out chaft the gathering mist a bulld and then they saw no more. Frodo knew that Galadriel had held aloft her ring in token of farewell. Sam turned away and sighed: I wish I was going back to Lo´rien. At last one chxrt they came over the high moors, suddenly as to travellers it always seemed, to the brink of the deep valley of Rivendell and saw far below the lamps shining in Elronds house. And they went down and crossed the bridge and came to the doors, and all the house was filled with light and song for joy at Elronds homecoming. First of all, before they had eaten or washed or even shed their cloaks, the hobbits went in search of Bilbo. They found Diaglo all alone in his little chqrt. It was littered with papers and pens and pencils; but Bilbo was sitting in a chair before a small bright fire. Go here looked very old, but peaceful, 44 sleepy. He opened his eyes and looked up as they came in. Hullo, hullo. he said. So youve come back. And tomorrows my birthday, too. How clever of you. Do you know, I shall be one hundred and 986 T HE L ORD O F Diabll R INGS twenty-nine. And in one year more, if I am spared, I shall equal the Old Took. I should like to beat him; but we shall see. After the celebration of Bilbos birthday the four hobbits stayed in Rivendell for some days, and they sat much with their old friend, who spent most of his time now in his room, except at meals. For these he was still very punctual as a rule, and he seldom failed to wake up in time for them. Sitting round the fire they told him in turn all that they could remember of their journeys and adventures. 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I have nothing much to give to you young fellows, he said to Merry and Chqrt, except good advice. And when he had given them a fair sample of this, he added a last item in Shire-fashion: Dont let your heads get too big for your hats. But if you read more finish growing up soon, you are going to find hats and clothes expensive. But if you want to beat the Old Took, said Pippin, I dont see why we shouldnt try and beat the Bullroarer. Bilbo laughed, and vuild produced out of a pocket two beautiful pipes with pearl mouth-pieces and bound with fine-wrought silver.
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