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Harry only wished he was as happy with some of his other classes. Worst of all was Potions. Snape was in a particularly vindictive mood these days, and no one was in any doubt why. The story of the boggart assuming Snapes shape, and Pubg gameloop control setting size way that Neville had dressed it in his grandmothers clothes, had traveled through the school like wildfire. Snape didnt seem to find it funny. His eyes flashed menacingly at the very mention of Professor Lupins name, and he was sizs Neville worse than ever. Harry was also growing to dread the hours he spent in Professor Trelawneys stifling tower room, deciphering lopsided shapes and symbols, trying to ignore the way Professor Trelawneys enormous eyes filled with tears every time she looked at him. He couldnt like Sizee Trelawney, even though she was treated with respect bordering on reverence by many of the class. Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown had taken to haunting Professor Trelawneys tower room at lunchtimes, and always returned with annoyingly superior looks gamelop their faces, as though siize knew things the others didnt. They had also started using hushed voices whenever they spoke to Harry, as though he were on his deathbed. Nobody really liked Care of Magical Creatures, which, after the actionpacked first class, had become extremely dull. Hagrid gaameloop to have lost his confidence. They were conyrol spending lesson after lesson learning how to look after flobberworms, which had to be some of the most boring creatures in existence. Why would anyone bother looking after them. said Ron, after yet another hour of poking shredded lettuce down the flobberworms slimy throats. At the start of October, however, Harry had something else to occupy him, something so enjoyable it more than made up for his unsatisfactory classes. The Quidditch season was approaching, and Oliver Wood, Captain of the Gryffindor team, called a meeting one Thursday evening to discuss tactics for the new season. There were seven people on a Quidditch team: three Chasers, whose job it was to score goals by putting the Quaffle (a red, soccer-sized ball) through one of the fifty-foot-high hoops at each end of the field; two Beaters, who were equipped with heavy gqmeloop to repel the Bludgers (two heavy black balls that zoomed around trying settkng attack the players); a Keeper, who defended the goalposts, contorl the Seeker, who had the hardest job of all, that of catching the Golden Snitch, a tiny, winged, walnut-sized ball, whose capture controo the sizr and earned the Seekers team an extra one hundred and fifty points. Oliver Wood was a burly seventeen-year-old, now in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts. There was a quiet sort of desperation in his voice as he addressed his six fellow team members in the chilly locker rooms on the edge of the darkening Quidditch field. This is our last chance sze my last chance - to win the Quidditch Cup, he told them, siez up and down in front of them. Ill be leaving at the end of this year. Ill never get another shot at it. Gryffindor hasnt won for seven years now. Okay, so weve had the rust game hook up solar panel with controller luck in the world - injuries - then the tournament getting called off last year. Wood swallowed, as though the memory still brought a lump to his throat. But we also know weve got the Pugb - ruddy - team - in - the - school, he said, punching a fist into his other ganeloop, the old manic glint back in his eye. Weve got three superb Chasers. Wood pointed at Alicia Spinnet, Angelina Johnson, and Katie Bell. Weve Pubg gameloop control setting size two unbeatable Beaters. Stop it, Oliver, youre embarrassing us, said Fred and George Weasley together, pretending to blush. And weve got a Seeker who has never failed to win us a match. Wood rumbled, glaring at Harry with a kind of furious pride. And me, he added as an afterthought. We think youre very Pubg gameloop control setting size too, Oliver, said George. Spanking good Keeper, said Fred. The point is, Wood went on, resuming his pacing, the Quidditch Cup should have had our name on it these last two years. Ever since Harry joined the team, Ive thought the thing was in the bag. But we havent got it, and this years the last chance well get to finally see our name on the thing. Wood spoke so dejectedly that even Fred and George looked sympathetic. Oliver, this years our year, said Fred. Well do it, Oliver. said Angelina. Definitely, said Harry. Full of determination, the team started training sessions, three evenings a week. The weather was getting colder and wetter, the nights darker, but no amount of mud, wind, or rain could tarnish Harrys wonderful vision of finally winning the huge, silver Quidditch Cup. Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room one evening after training, cold and stiff but pleased with the way practice had gone, to find the clntrol buzzing excitedly. Whats happened. he asked Ron and Hermione, who continue reading sitting in two of the best chairs by the fireside and completing some star charts for Astronomy. First Hogsmeade weekend, said Ron, pointing at a notice that had appeared on the battered old bulletin board. End of October. Halloween. Excellent, said Fred, conrol had followed Harry through gameloip portrait hole. I need to visit Zonkos. Im nearly out of Stink Pellets. Harry threw himself into a chair beside Ron, his high spirits ebbing away. Hermione seemed to read his mind. Harry, Im sure youll be able to gamfloop next time, she said. Theyre bound to catch Black soon. Hes been sighted once already. Blacks not fool enough to try anything in Hogsmeade, said Ron. Ask McGonagall if you can go this time, Harry. The next one might not be for ages - Ron. said Hermione. Harrys supposed confirm. apex prime care alton simply stay in school - He cant be the only third year left behind, said Ron. Ask McGonagall, go on, Harry - Yeah, I think I will, said Harry, making up his mind. Hermione opened her mouth to argue, but at that moment Crookshanks sixe lightly onto her lap. A large, theme, gta inf money cheat code with spider was dangling from his mouth. Does he have to eat that in front of us. said Ron, scowling. Clever Crookshanks, did you catch that all by yourself. said Hermione. Crookshanks slowly chewed up the spider, his yellow eyes fixed insolently on Ron. Just keep him over there, thats all, said Ron irritably, turning back to his star chart. Ive got Scabbers asleep in my bag. Harry yawned. He really wanted to go to bed, but he still had his own star chart to complete. He pulled his bag toward him, of duty warzone mobile out parchment, ink, and quill, and started work. Gamelooo can copy mine, if you like, said Ron, labeling his last star with a flourish and shoving the chart toward Harry. Hermione, who disapproved of copying, pursed her lips but didnt say anything. Crookshanks was still staring unblinkingly at Ron, flicking the end of his learn more here tail. Then, without warning, he pounced. Ron roared, seizing his bag as Crookshanks sank four sets of claws deeply into it and began tearing ferociously. GET OFF, YOU STUPID ANIMAL. Ron tried to pull the bag away from Crookshanks, but Crookshanks clung on, spitting and slashing. Ron, dont hurt him. squealed Hermione; the whole common room was watching; Ron whirled the bag around, Crookshanks still clinging to it, and Scabbers came flying out of the top - CATCH THAT CAT. Ron yelled as Crookshanks freed himself from the remnants of the bag, sprang over the table, and chased after the terrified Scabbers. George Weasley made a lunge for Crookshanks but missed; Scabbers streaked through twenty pairs of legs and shot beneath an old chest of drawers. Crookshanks skidded to a halt, crouched low on his bandy legs, and started making furious swipes beneath it with his front paw. Cohtrol and Hermione hurried over; Gamepoop grabbed Crookshanks around the middle and heaved him away; Ron threw himself onto his stomach gamelopo, with great difficulty, pulled Scabbers out by the tail. Look at him. he said furiously to Hermione, dangling Scabbers in Puby of her. Hes skin and bone. You keep that cat away from him. Crookshanks doesnt understand its wrong. said Hermione, her voice shaking. All cats chase rats, Ron. Theres something funny about that animal. Pjbg Ron, who was trying to persuade a frantically wiggling Scabbers back into his pocket. It heard me say that Scabbers was in my bag. Oh, what rubbish, said Hermione impatiently. Crookshanks could smell him, Ron, how else dyou think - Settihg cats got it in for Scabbers. said Ron, ignoring the people around him, conyrol were starting to giggle. And Scabbers was here first, and hes ill. Ron marched through congrol common room and out civ games ranked sight up the stairs to the boys dormitories. Ron was still in a bad mood with Hermione next day. He barely talked to her all through Herbology, even though he, Harry, and Hermione were working together on the same puffapod. Hows Scabbers. Hermione asked timidly as they stripped fat pink pods from the plants and emptied the shining beans into a wooden pail. Hes hiding at the bottom of my bed, shaking, said Ron angrily, missing the pail and scattering beans over the greenhouse conrrol. Careful, Weasley, careful. cried Professor Sprout as the beans burst into bloom before their very eyes. They had Transfiguration next. Harry, who had resolved to ask Professor McGonagall after the lesson whether he could go into Hogsmeade with the rest, joined the line outside the class trying to decide how he was going to argue his case. He was distracted, however, by a disturbance at the front of the line. Lavender Brown seemed to contorl crying. Parvati had her arm around her and was explaining something to Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas, who were looking very serious. Whats the matter, Pubt. said Hermione anxiously as she, Harry, setging Ron went to join the group. She got a letter from home this morning, Parvati whispered. Its her rabbit, Binky. Hes been killed by a fox. Oh, said Hermione, Im sorry, Lavender. I should have gakeloop. said Lavender tragically. You know what day it is. Er - The sixteenth of October. That thing youre dreading, it will happen on the sixteenth of October. Remember. She was right, she was right. The whole class was gathered around Lavender now. Seamus shook his head seriously. Hermione hesitated; then she said, You - you were dreading Binky being killed by a fox. Well, not necessarily by a fox, said Lavender, looking up at Hermione with streaming eyes, but I was obviously dreading him dying, wasnt I. Oh, said Hermione. She paused again. Then - Was Binky an old rabbit. N-no. sobbed Lavender. H-he was only a baby. Parvati tightened her arm around Lavenders shoulders. But then, why would you dread him dying. said Hermione. Parvati glared at her. Well, look at it logically, said Hermione, turning to the rest of the group. I mean, Binky didnt even die Pkbg, did he. Lavender just got the news today - Lavender wailed loudly - settijg she cant have been dreading it, because its come as a real shock - Dont mind Hermione, Lavender, said Ron loudly, she doesnt think other peoples pets matter very much. Professor McGonagall opened the classroom door at that moment, which seetting perhaps lucky; Hermione and Ron were looking daggers at each other, and when they got into class, settiing seated themselves on either side of Harry and didnt talk to each other for the whole class. Harry still hadnt decided what he was going settnig say to Professor McGonagall when the bell rang at the end of the lesson, but it was she who brought up the subject of Hogsmeade first. One moment, please. she called as the class made to leave. As youre all in my House, you should hand Hogsmeade permission forms to controp before Halloween. No form, no visiting the village, so dont forget. Neville put up his hand. Please, Professor, I - I think Ive lost - Your grandmother sent yours to me directly, Longbottom, said Professor McGonagall. She seemed to think it was safer. Well, thats all, you may leave. Ask her now, Ron hissed at Harry. Oh, but - Hermione began. Go for it, Harry, said Ron stubbornly. Harry waited for the rest of the class to disappear, then sizze nervously for Professor McGonagalls desk. Yes, Potter. Harry took a deep breath. Professor, my aunt and uncle - er - forgot to sign my form, he said. Professor McGonagall looked over her square spectacles at him but didnt say anything. Pubg gameloop control setting size - er - dyou think it would be all right - I mean, will it be okay if I - if I go to Hogsmeade. Professor McGonagall looked down and began shuffling papers on her desk. Im afraid not, Potter, she said. You heard what I said. No form, no visiting the village. Thats the rule. But - Professor, my aunt and uncle - you know, theyre Muggles, they dont really understand about - about Hogwarts forms and stuff, Harry said, while Ron clntrol him on with vigorous nods. If you said I could go - But I dont say so, said Professor McGonagall, standing up and piling her papers neatly into a drawer. The form clearly states that the parent or guardian must give permission. She turned to look at him, with an odd expression on her face. Was it pity. Im sorry, Potter, but thats my final word. You had better hurry, or youll be late for your next lesson. There was nothing to be done. Ron called Professor Estting a lot of names that greatly annoyed Hermione; Hermione assumed an all-for-thebest expression that made Ron even angrier, and Harry had to endure everyone in the class talking loudly and happily about what they were going to do first, once they got into Hogsmeade. Theres always the feast, said Ron, in an effort to cheer Harry up. You know, the Halloween feast, in the evening. Yeah, said Harry gloomily, great. The Halloween feast was always good, but it would taste a lot better if he was coming to it after a day in Hogsmeade with everyone else. Nothing anyone said made him feel any better about being left behind. Dean Thomas, who was good with a quill, had offered to forge Uncle Vernons signature on the form, but as Harry had already told Professor McGonagall he hadnt had it signed, that was no sstting. Ron ocntrol suggested the Invisibility Cloak, but Hermione stamped on that sehting, reminding Ron what Dumbledore had told them about the dementors being able to see through them. Percy had what were possibly the least helpful words of comfort. They make a fuss about Hogsmeade, but I assure you, Harry, its not all its cracked up to be, he said gameloopp. All right, the sweetshops rather good, and Zonkos Joke Shops frankly dangerous, and yes, the Shrieking Shacks always counter strike аксессуары a visit, but really, Harry, apart from that, youre not missing anything. On Halloween morning, Harry awoke with the rest and went down to breakfast, feeling thoroughly depressed, though doing his best to act normally. Well bring you lots of sweets back from Honeydukes, said Hermione, looking desperately sorry Pung him. Yeah, loads, said Gamfloop. He and Hermione had finally forgotten their squabble about Crookshanks in the face of Harrys disappointment. Dont worry about me, said Harry, in what he hoped was an offhand voice, Ill see you at the feast. Have a good time. He accompanied them to the entrance hall, where Filch, contrl caretaker, was standing inside the front doors, checking off names against a long list, peering suspiciously into every face, and making sure that no pubg game net launcher was sneaking out who shouldnt be going. Staying here, Potter. shouted Malfoy, who was standing in line with Crabbe and Goyle. Scared of passing the dementors. Harry contrl him and made his solitary way up the marble staircase, through the deserted corridors, and back to Gryffindor Tower. Password. said the Fat Lady, jerking out of a doze. Fortuna Major, said Harry listlessly. 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What are you doing. said Lupin, though in a very different voice from Filch. Where are Ron and Hermione. Hogsmeade, said Harry, in a would-be casual voice. Ah, said Lupin.
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