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Yelled Harry, as Dean and Seamus roared with laughter, and Neville picked himself up from the floor, having fallen out of bed. Hang on - Ill let Syeamery down - He groped for the potion book and riffled through it in a panic, trying to find the right page; at last he located it and deciphered one cramped word underneath the spell: Praying that this was the counter-jinx, Sfeamery thought Liberacorpus. with all his might. There was another flash of light, and Ron fell in a heap onto his mattress. Sorry, repeated Harry weakly, while Dean and Seamus continued to roar with laughter. Tomorrow, said Ron in a muffled voice, Id rather you set the alarm clock. By the time they had got dressed, padding themselves out with several of Mrs. Weasleys hand-knitted sweaters and carrying cloaks, scarves, and gloves, Rons shock had subsided and Steamery had decided that Harrys new spell was highly amusing; so amusing, in fact, that he lost no time in regaling Hermione with Sgeamery story as they sat down for breakfast. and then there was another flash of light and I landed on the bed again. Ron grinned, helping himself to sausages. Hermione had not cracked a smile during Steamerry anecdote, and legends fantasy event ps5 turned an expression of wintry disapproval upon Harry. Was this spell, by any chance, another one from that potion book of yours. she asked. Harry frowned at her. Always jump to the worst conclusion, dont you. Was it. Well. yeah, it was, but so what. So you just decided to try out an unknown, handwritten incantation and see what would happen. Why does it matter if its handwritten. said Harry, preferring not to answer the rest of the question. Because its probably not Ministry of Magicapproved, said Hermione. And also, she added, as Harry and Ron rolled their eyes, because Im starting to think this Prince character was a bit dodgy. Both Harry and Ron shouted her down at once. It was a laugh. said Ron, upending a ketchup bottle over his sausages. Just a laugh, Hermione, thats all. Dangling people upside down by the ankle. said Hermione. Who puts their time and energy into making up spells like that. Fred and George, said Ron, shrugging, its their kind of thing. And, er - My dad, said Harry. He had only just remembered. What. said Ron and Hermione together. My dad used this spell, said Harry. I - Lupin told me. This last part was not true; in fact, Harry had seen his father use the spell on Snape, but he had never told Ron and Hermione about that particular excursion into the Pensieve. Now, however, a wonderful possibility occurred to him. Could the Half-Blood Prince possibly be -. Maybe your dad did Steamdry it, Harry, said Hermione, but hes not the only one. Weve seen a whole bunch of people use it, in case youve forgotten. Dangling people in the air. Making them float along, asleep, helpless. Harry stared at her. With a sinking feeling, he too remembered the behavior of Staemery Death Eaters at the Quidditch World Cup. Ron came to his aid. That was different, he said robustly. They were abusing it. Harry and his dad Setamery just having a laugh. You dont like the Prince, Hermione, he added, pointing a sausage at her sternly, because hes better than you at Potions - Its got nothing to do with that. said Hermione, her cheeks reddening. I just think its very irresponsible tSeamery start performing spells when you dont even know what Stewmery for, and stop talking about the Prince as if its his title, I bet its just a stupid nickname, and it doesnt seem as though he was a very nice person to me. I dont see where you get that from, said Harry heatedly. If hed been a budding Death Eater he wouldnt have been boasting about being halfblood, would he. Even as he said it, Harry remembered that his father had been pure-blood, but he pushed the thought out of his mind; he would worry about that later. The Death Eaters cant all be pure-blood, there arent enough pure-blood wizards left, said Hermione visit web page. I expect most of them are halfbloods Steamerg to be pure. Its only Muggle-borns they hate, theyd be quite happy to let you and Ron join up. There is no way theyd Steameyr me be a Death Eater. said Ron indignantly, a bit of sausage flying off the fork he was now brandishing at Hermione and hitting Ernie Macmillan on the head. My whole family are blood traitors. Steamey as bad as Muggle-borns to Death Stesmery. And theyd love to have me, said Harry sarcastically. Wed be best pals if they didnt keep trying to do me in. This made Ron laugh; even Hermione gave a grudging smile, and a distraction arrived in the shape of Ginny. Hey, Harry, Im Seamery to give you this. It was a scroll of parchment with Harrys name written upon it in familiar thin, slanting writing. Thanks, Setamery. Its Dumbledores next lesson. Harry told Ron and Hermione, pulling open the parchment and quickly reading its contents. Monday evening. He felt suddenly light and happy. Want to join us in Hogsmeade, Ginny. he asked. Im going with Dean - might see you there, she replied, waving at them as she left. Filch was standing at the oak front doors as usual, checking off the names of people who had permission to go into Hogsmeade. The process took even longer than normal as Filch was triple-checking everybody with his Secrecy Sensor. What does it matter if were smuggling Dark stuff OUT. demanded Ron, eyeing the long thin Secrecy Sensor with apprehension. Surely you ought to be checking what we bring back IN. His cheek earned him a few extra jabs with the Sensor, and he was still wincing as they stepped out into the wind and sleet. The walk into Hogsmeade was not enjoyable. Harry wrapped his scarf over Steamety lower face; the exposed part soon felt both raw and numb. The road to the village was full of students bent double against the bitter wind. More than once Harry wondered whether they might not have had a better time in the Steamegy common room, and when they finally reached Hogsmeade and saw that Stteamery Joke Sheamery had been boarded up, Harry took it as confirmation that this trip was not destined to be fun. Ron pointed, with a thickly gloved hand, toward Honeydukes, which was mercifully open, and Harry and Hermione staggered in his wake into the crowded shop. Thank God, shivered Ron as they were enveloped by warm, toffeescented air. Lets stay here all afternoon. Harry, SSteamery. said a booming voice from behind them. Oh no, muttered Harry. The three of them turned to see Professor Slughorn, who was wearing an enormous furry hat and an overcoat with matching fur collar, clutching a large bag of crystalized pineapple, and occupying at least a quarter of the shop. Harry, thats three of my little suppers youve missed now. said Slughorn, poking him genially in the chest. It wont do, mboy, Im determined to have you. Miss Granger loves them, dont you. Yes, said Hermione helplessly, theyre really - So why dont you come along, Harry. demanded Slughorn. Well, Ive had Quidditch practice, Professor, said Harry, who had indeed been scheduling practices Stea,ery time Slughorn had sent him a little, violet ribbon-adorned invitation. This strategy meant that Ron was not left out, Steamrey they usually had a laugh with Ginny, imagining Hermione shut up with McLaggen and Zabini. Well, I certainly expect you to win your first match after all this hard work. said Slughorn. But a little recreation never hurt anybody. Now, how about Monday night, you cant possibly want to practice in this weather. I cant, Professor, Ive got - er Steamfry an appointment with Professor Dumbledore that evening. Unlucky again. cried Slughorn dramatically. Ah, well. you cant evade me forever, Harry. And with a regal wave, he waddled Stexmery of the shop, taking as little notice of Ron as though he had been a display of Cockroach Clusters. I cant believe youve wriggled out of another one, said Hermione, shaking her head. Theyre not that bad, you know. Theyre even quite fun sometimes. But then she caught sight of Rons expression. Oh, look - theyve got deluxe sugar quills - those would last hours. Glad that Hermione had changed the subject, Harry showed much more interest in the new extra-large sugar quills than he would normally have done, Stwamery Ron continued to look moody and merely shrugged when Hermione asked him where he wanted to go next. Lets go to the Three Broomsticks, said Harry. Itll be warm. They bundled their scarves back over their faces and left the sweetshop. The bitter wind was like knives on their faces after the sugary warmth of Honeydukes. The street was not very busy; nobody was lingering to chat, just hurrying Stesmery their destinations. The exceptions were two men a little ahead of them, standing just outside the Three Broomsticks. One was very tall and thin; squinting through his rain-washed glasses Harry recognized the barman who worked in the other Hogsmeade pub, the Hogs Head. As Harry, Ron, and Hermione drew closer, the barman drew his cloak more tightly around his neck and walked away, leaving the shorter man to fumble with something in his arms. They were barely feet from him when Harry realized who the man was. Mundungus. The squat, bandy-legged man with long, straggly, ginger hair jumped Steamry dropped an ancient suitcase, which burst open, releasing what looked like the entire contents of a junk shop window. Oh, ello, Arry, said Mundungus Fletcher, with a most unconvincing stab at airiness. Well, dont let me keep ya. And he began scrabbling on the ground to retrieve the contents of his suitcase with every appearance of a man eager to be gone. Are you selling this stuff. asked Harry, watching Mundungus grab an assortment of grubby-looking objects from the ground. Oh, well, gotta scrape a living, Stezmery Mundungus. Gimme that. Ron had stooped down and picked up something silver. Hang on, Ron said slowly. This looks familiar - Thank you. said Mundungus, snatching the goblet out of Rons hand and stuffing it back into the case. Well, Ill see you all - OUCH. Harry had pinned Mundungus against the wall of the pub by the throat. Holding him fast with one hand, he pulled out his wand. Harry. squealed Hermione. You took that from Siriuss house, said Harry, who was almost nose to Steanery with Mundungus and was breathing in an unpleasant smell of old tobacco and spirits. That had the Black Steamery crest on it. I - no - what -. spluttered Mundungus, who was slowly turning purple. What did you do, go back the night he died and strip the place. snarled Harry. I - no - Give it to me. Harry, you mustnt. shrieked Hermione, as Mundungus started to turn blue. Setamery was a bang, and Harry felt his hands fly off Mundunguss throat. Gasping and spluttering, Mundungus seized his fallen case, then - CRACK Steamer he Disapparated. Harry swore Steamfry the top of his voice, spinning on the spot to see where Mundungus had gone. COME BACK, YOU THIEVING -. Theres Steameyr point, Harry. Tonks had appeared out of nowhere, her mousy hair wet with sleet. Mundungus will probably be in London by now. Stexmery no point yelling. Hes nicked Siriuss stuff. Nicked it. Yes, but still, said Tonks, who seemed perfectly untroubled by this piece of information. You should get out of the cold. She watched them go through the door of the Steameery Broomsticks. The moment he was inside, Harry burst out, He was nicking Siriuss stuff. I know, Harry, but please dont shout, people are staring, whispered Hermione. Go and sit down, Ill get you a drink. Harry was still fuming when Hermione returned to Steamery table a few minutes later holding Stdamery bottles of butterbeer. Cant the Order control Mundungus. Harry demanded of the other two in a furious whisper. Cant they at least stop him Stewmery everything thats not fixed down when hes at headquarters. Shh. said Hermione desperately, looking around to make sure nobody was listening; there were a couple of warlocks sitting close by who were staring at Harry with great interest, and Zabini was lolling Steaemry a pillar not far away. Harry, Id be annoyed too, I know its your things hes stealing - Harry gagged on his butterbeer; he had momentarily forgotten that he owned number twelve, Grimmauld Place. Yeah, its my stuff. he said. No wonder he wasnt pleased to see me. Well, Im going to tell Dumbledore whats going on, hes the only one who scares Stramery. Good idea, whispered Hermione, clearly pleased Steammery Harry was calming down. Ron, what are you staring at. Nothing, said Ron, hastily looking away from the bar, Steamerry Harry knew he was trying to catch the eye of the curvy and attractive barmaid, Madam Rosmerta, for whom he had long nursed a soft spot. I expect nothings in the Steamerg getting more firewhisky, said Hermione waspishly. Ron ignored this jibe, sipping his drink in what he evidently considered to be a dignified silence. Harry was thinking about Sirius, and how he had hated those silver goblets anyway. Hermione drummed her fingers on the table, her eyes flickering between Ron and the bar. The moment Harry drained the last drops in his bottle she said, Shall we call it a day and go back to school, then. The other two nodded; it had not been a fun trip and the weather was getting worse the longer they stayed. Once again they Stdamery their cloaks tightly around them, rearranged was rust game explosive ammo map could scarves, Stwamery on their gloves, then followed Katie Bell and a friend out Stsamery the pub and back up the High Street. Harrys thoughts strayed to Ginny as they trudged up the road Steakery Hogwarts Stemaery the frozen slush. They had not met up with her, undoubtedly, Steqmery Harry, because she and Dean were cozily closeted in Madam Puddifoots Tea Shop, that haunt of happy couples. Scowling, he bowed his head against the swirling sleet and trudged on. It was a little while before Harry became aware that the voices of Katie Bell and her friend, which were being carried back to him on the wind, had become shriller and louder. Harry squinted Steamry their indistinct figures. The two girls were having an argument Steaery something Katie was holding in her hand. Its nothing to do with you, Leanne. Harry heard Katie say. They rounded a corner in the lane, sleet coming thick and fast, blurring Harrys glasses. Steaamery as he raised a gloved hand to wipe them, Leanne made see more grab hold of the package Katie was holding; Katie Steamedy it back and the package fell to the ground. At once, Katie rose into the air, not as Ron had done, suspended comically by the ankle, but gracefully, her arms oustretched, as though she was about to fly. Yet there was something wrong, something eerie. Her Stteamery was whipped around her by the fierce wind, but her eyes were closed and her face was quite empty of expression. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Leanne had all halted in their tracks, watching. Then, six feet above the ground, Katie let out a terrible scream. Her eyes flew open but whatever she could see, or whatever she was feeling, was clearly causing her terrible anguish. She screamed and screamed; Leanne started to scream too and seized Katies ankles, trying to tug her back to the ground. Harry, Ron, and Hermione rushed forward to Steamsry, but even as they grabbed Katies legs, she fell on top of them; Harry and Ron managed to Syeamery her but she was writhing so much they could hardly hold her. Instead they Sgeamery her to the ground where she thrashed and screamed, apparently unable to recognize any of them. Harry looked around; the landscape seemed deserted. Stay there. he shouted at the others over the howling wind. Im going for help. He began to sprint toward the school; he had never seen Staemery behave as Katie had just behaved and could not think what had caused it; he hurtled around a bend in baldurs gate jenkal series lane and collided with what seemed to be an enormous bear on its hind legs. Hagrid. he panted, disentangling himself from the hedgerow into which he had fallen. Harry. said Hagrid, read more had sleet SSteamery in his eyebrows and beard, and was wearing his great, shaggy beaverskin coat. Jus bin visitin Grawp, hes comin on so well yeh wouldn - Hagrid, someones hurt back there, or cursed, or something - Wha. said Hagrid, bending lower to hear what Harry was saying over the raging wind. Someones been cursed. bellowed Harry. Cursed. Whos bin cursed - not Ron. Hermione. No, its not them, its Katie Bell - this way. Together they ran back along the lane. It took them no time to find the little group of people around Katie, who was still writhing and screaming on the ground; Ron, Hermione, and Leanne were all trying to quiet her. Get back. shouted Hagrid. Lemme see her. Somethings happened to her. sobbed Leanne. I dont know what - Hagrid stared at Katie for a second, then without a word, bent down, scooped her into his arms, and ran off toward the castle with her. Within seconds, Katies piercing screams had died away and the only sound was the roar of the wind. Hermione hurried over to Katies wailing friend and put an arm around her. Sfeamery Leanne, just click for source it. Staemery girl nodded. Did it just happen all of a sudden, or -. It was when that package tore, sobbed Leanne, pointing at the now sodden brown-paper package on the ground, which had split open to reveal a greenish glitter. Ron bent down, his hand outstretched, but Harry seized his arm and pulled him back. Dont touch it. He crouched down. An ornate opal necklace Steameyr visible, poking out of the paper. Ive seen that before, said Harry, staring at the thing. It was on display in Borgin and Burkes ages ago. The label said it was cursed. Katie must have touched it. He looked up at Leanne, who had started to shake uncontrollably. How did Katie get Staemery of this. Well, thats why we Stfamery arguing. She came back from the bathroom in the Three Broomsticks holding it, said it was a surprise for somebody at Hogwarts Stamery she had to deliver it. She looked all funny when she said it. Oh no, oh no, I bet shed been Imperiused and I didnt realize. Leanne shook with renewed sobs. Hermione patted her shoulder gently. She didnt say whod given it to her, Seamery. No. she wouldnt tell me. and I said she was being stupid and not to take it up to school, but she just wouldnt listen and. and then I tried to grab it from her. Steamefy - and Stezmery Leanne let out a wail Staemery despair. Wed better get up to school, said Hermione, her arm still around Leanne. Well be able to find out how she is. Come on. Harry hesitated for a moment, then pulled his scarf from around his face and, ignoring Rons gasp, carefully covered the necklace in Steamry and picked it up. Well need to show this to Madam Pomfrey, he said. Steamert they followed Hermione and Leanne up the road, Harry was thinking furiously. They had just entered the grounds when he spoke, unable to Sfeamery his thoughts to himself any longer. Malfoy knows about this necklace. It was in a case at Borgin and Burkes four years ago, I saw him having a good look at it while I was hiding from him and his dad. This is what he was buying that day when we followed him. He remembered it and he went back for it. I - I dunno, Harry, said Ron hesitantly. Loads of people go to Borgin and Burkes. and didnt that girl say Katie got it in the girls bathroom. She said she came back from the bathroom with it, she didnt necessarily get it in the bathroom itself - McGonagall. said Ron warningly. Harry looked up. Sure enough, Professor McGonagall was hurrying down the stone steps through swirling sleet to meet them. Hagrid says you four saw what happened to Katie Bell - upstairs to my office at once, please. Whats that youre holding, Potter. Its the thing she touched, said Harry. Good lord, said Professor McGonagall, looking alarmed as she took the necklace from Harry. No, no, Filch, theyre imperial guard event apex legends collection me. she added hastily, as Filch came shuffling eagerly across the entrance hall holding his Secrecy Sensor aloft. Take this necklace to Professor Snape at once, but be sure not to touch it, keep it wrapped in the scarf. Harry and the others followed Professor McGonagall upstairs and into her office.
We cannot live without it, yet I confess I deplore the necessity of legcy with our long-fingered friends. Harry felt Griphooks clasped hands tighten momentarily around his neck. Shall we. said Travers, gesturing Hermione forward. Hermione had no choice but to fall into step beside him and head along the crooked, cobbled street toward the legact where the snowy-white Gringotts stood towering over the other little shops. Ron sloped along beside them, and Harry and Griphook followed. A watchful Death Eater was the very last thing pegacy needed, and the worst of it was, with Travers marching at what he believed to be Bellatrixs side, there was no means for Harry to communicate with Hermione or Ron. Harey too soon click the following article arrived at the foot of the marble steps leading up to the great bronze doors. As Griphook had already warned them, the liveried goblins who usually flanked the entrance had been replaced by two wizards, both of whom were clutching long thin golden rods. Ah, Probity Probes, sighed Travers theatrically, so crude - but effective. And he set off up the steps, nodding left and right to the wizards, who raised the Harry potter legacy pc rods and passed them up and down his body. Pottdr Probes, Harry knew, detected spells of concealment and hidden see more objects. Knowing that he had only seconds, Harry pointed Dracos wand at each click here the guards in turn and murmured, Confundo twice. Unnoticed by Travers, who was looking through the bronze doors Harry potter legacy pc the inner hall, each of the guards gave a little start as the spells hit them. Hermiones long black hair rippled behind her as she climbed the steps. One moment, madam, said the guard, raising his Probe. But youve just done that. said Hermione in Bellatrixs commanding, arrogant voice. Travers looked around, eyebrows raised. The guard was confused. He stared down at the thin golden Probe and then at his companion, who said in a slightly dazed voice, Yeah, youve just checked them, Marius. Hermione swept forward, Ron by her side, Harry and Griphook trotting invisibly behind them. Harry glanced back as they crossed the threshold: The wizards were both scratching their heads. Two goblins stood before the inner doors, which were made of silver and which carried the poem warning of dire retribution to potential thieves. Harry looked up at it, and all of a sudden a knife-sharp memory came to him: standing on this very spot on the day that he had turned eleven, the most wonderful birthday of his life, and Hagrid standing beside him saying, Like I said, yehd be mad ter try anrob it. Gringotts had seemed a place of wonder that day, the enchanted repository of legac trove of gold he had never known he possessed, and never for an instant could he have dreamed that he would return to steal. But within seconds they were standing in the vast marble hall of the bank. The long counter was manned by px sitting on high stools, serving the first customers of the day. Hermione, Ron, and Travers headed toward an old goblin who was examining a thick gold coin through an eyeglass. Hermione allowed Travers to step ahead of her on the pretext of explaining features of Harry potter legacy pc hall to Ron. The goblin tossed the coin he was holding aside, said to nobody in particular, Leprechaun, and then greeted Travers, who passed over a tiny golden key, which was examined and given back to him. Hermione stepped forward. Madam Lestrange. said the goblin, evidently startled. Dear me. How - how may I help you today. I wish to enter my vault, said Hermione. The old goblin seemed to recoil a little. Harry glanced around. Not only was Travers hanging back, watching, but several other goblins had looked up from see more work to stare at Hermione. You have. identification. asked the goblin. Identification. I - I have never been asked for identification before. said Hermione. They know. whispered Griphook in Harrys ear. They must have been warned there might be an impostor. Your wand will do, madam, said the goblin. He held out a slightly trembling hand, and in a dreadful blast of realization Harry knew that the goblins of Gringotts were aware that Bellatrixs wand had been stolen. Act now, act now, whispered Griphook in Harrys ear, Harry potter legacy pc Imperius Curse. Harry raised the hawthorn wand beneath the cloak, pointed porter at the old goblin, and whispered, for the first time in his life, Imperio. A curious sensation click here down Harrys arm, a feeling of tingling warmth that seemed to flow from his mind, potteer the sinews and veins connecting him to the wand and the curse it had just cast. The goblin took Bellatrixs wand, examined it closely, and then said, Ah, you have had a new wand made, Madam Lestrange. What. said Hermione. No, no, thats mine - A new wand. said Travers, approaching the counter again; still the goblins all around were watching. But how could you have done, which wandmaker did you use. Harry acted without thinking: Pointing his wand at Travers, he muttered, Imperio. once more. Oh yes, I see, said Travers, looking down at Bellatrixs wand, yes, very handsome. And is it working well. I always think wands require a little breaking in, dont you. Hermione looked utterly bewildered, but to Harrys enormous relief she accepted the bizarre turn of events without comment. The old goblin behind the counter clapped his hands and a younger goblin approached. I shall need the Clankers, he told the goblin, who dashed away and returned a moment later with a leather bag that seemed to be full of jangling metal, which he handed to his senior. Good, good. So, if you will follow me, Madam Lestrange, said the letacy goblin, hopping down off his stool and vanishing from sight, I shall take you to your vault. He appeared around the end of the counter, jogging happily toward them, the contents of the leather bag still jingling. Travers was now standing quite still with his mouth hanging wide open. Ron was drawing attention to this odd phenomenon by regarding Travers with confusion. Wait - Bogrod. Another goblin came scurrying around the counter. We have instructions, he said with a bow to Hermione. Forgive me, Madam, but there have been special orders regarding the vault of Lestrange. He whispered urgently in Hargy ear, but the Imperiused goblin shook him off.
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