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Hedwig hooted in a dignified sort of a way. Can you take this to Sirius for me. he said, picking up his letter. Hang on. I just want to finish it. He unfolded the parchment and hastily added a postscript. If you want to contact me, Ill be at my friend Ron Weasleys for the rest of the summer. His dads got us tickets for the Quidditch World Cup. The letter finished, Bzldurs tied it to Hedwigs leg; she kept unusually still, as though determined to show him how a real post owl should behave. Ill be at Rons when you get back, all right. Harry told her. She nipped his finger affectionately, then, with a soft swooshing noise, spread her enormous wings and soared out of the open window. Harry watched her out of sight, then crawled under his bed, wrenched up the loose pubg game ban gia, and pulled out a large chunk of birthday cake. He sat there on the floor eating it, savoring the happiness that was flooding through him. He had cake, and Dudley had nothing but grapefruit; it was a bright summers day, he would be leaving Privet Drive tomorrow, his scar felt perfectly normal again, and he was going to watch the Quidditch World Cup. It was hard, just now, to feel worried about anything - even Lord Voldemort. B CHAPTER FOUR BACK TO THE BURROW y twelve oclock the next day, Harrys school trunk was packed with his school things and all his most prized possessions - the Invisibility Cloak he had inherited from his father, the broomstick he had gotten from Sirius, the enchanted map of Hogwarts he had been given by Fred and George Weasley last year. He had emptied his hiding place under the loose floorboard of all food, double-checked every nook and cranny of his bedroom for forgotten spellbooks or quills, and taken down the chart on the wall counting down the lnquisitors to September inqhisitors first, on which he liked to cross off Baldhrs days remaining until his return to Hogwarts. The atmosphere inside number four, Privet Drive was extremely tense. The imminent arrival at their house of an assortment of wizards was making the Dursleys uptight and irritable. Uncle Vernon had looked downright alarmed when Harry informed him that the Weasleys would be arriving at five oclock the very next day. I hope you told them to dress properly, these people, he snarled at once. Ive seen the sort of stuff your lot wear. Theyd better have the decency to put on normal clothes, thats all. Harry felt a slight sense of foreboding. He had rarely seen Mr. or Mrs. Weasley wearing anything that the Dursleys would call normal. Their children might don Muggle clothing during the holidays, but Mr. and Mrs. Baldurs gate 3 inquisitors chamber acid usually wore long robes in varying states of shabbiness. Harry wasnt bothered about what the neighbors would think, but he was anxious about how rude the Dursleys might be to the Weasleys if they turned up looking like their worst idea of wizards. Uncle Vernon had put on his best suit. To some people, this might have looked like a gesture of welcome, but Harry knew it was because Uncle Vernon wanted to look impressive and intimidating. Dudley, on the other hand, looked somehow diminished. This was not because the diet was at last taking effect, but due to fright. Dudley had emerged from his last encounter with a fully-grown wizard with inquisitorx curly pigs tail poking out of the seat of his trousers, and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had had to pay for its removal at a private hospital in London. It wasnt altogether surprising, therefore, that Dudley kept running his hand nervously over his backside, and walking sideways from room to room, so as not to present the same target to the enemy. Lunch was an almost silent meal. Dudley didnt even protest at the food (cottage cheese and grated celery). Aunt Petunia wasnt eating anything at all. Her arms were folded, her lips were pursed, and she seemed to be chewing her tongue, as though biting back the furious diatribe she longed to throw at Harry. Theyll be driving, of course. Uncle Vernon barked across the table. Er, said Harry. He hadnt thought of that. How were the Weasleys going to pick him up. They didnt have a car anymore; the old Ford Anglia they cchamber once owned was currently running wild in the Forbidden Gatr at Hogwarts. But Mr. Weasley had borrowed a Ministry of Magic car last year; possibly he would do the same today. I think so, said Harry. Uncle Vernon snorted into his mustache. Normally, Uncle Vernon would have asked what car Mr. Weasley drove; he tended to judge other men by how big and expensive their cars were. But Harry doubted whether Uncle Vernon would have taken to Mr. Weasley even if he drove a Ferrari. Harry spent most of the afternoon in his bedroom; he couldnt stand watching Aunt Petunia peer out through the net curtains every few seconds, as though there had been a warning about an escaped rhinoceros. Finally, at a quarter to five, Harry went back downstairs and into the living room. Aunt Petunia was compulsively straightening cushions. Uncle Vernon was pretending to read the paper, but his tiny eyes were not moving, and Harry was sure he was really listening with all his might for the sound of an approaching car. Dudley was crammed into an armchair, his porky hands beneath him, clamped firmly around his bottom. Harry couldnt take the tension; he left the room and went and sat on the stairs in the hall, his eyes on his watch and his heart pumping fast from excitement and nerves. But five oclock came and then went. Uncle Vernon, perspiring slightly in Bladurs suit, opened the front door, peered up and down the street, then Baldurs gate 3 inquisitors chamber acid his head quickly. Theyre late. he snarled at Harry. I know, said Harry. Maybe - er - the traffics bad, or something. Ten past five. then a quarter past five. Harry was starting to feel anxious himself now. At half past, he heard Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia conversing in terse mutters in the living room. No consideration at all. We mightve had an engagement. Maybe they think theyll get invited to dinner if theyre late. Well, they most certainly wont be, said Uncle Vernon, and Harry heard chambeer stand up and start pacing the living room. Theyll take the boy and go, therell be no hanging click to see more. Thats if theyre coming at all. Probably mistaken the day. I daresay their kind dont set inquisitprs store by punctuality. Either that or they drive some tin-pot car thats broken d - AAAAAAAARRRRRGH. Harry jumped up. From the other side of the living room door came the sounds of the three Dursleys scrambling, panic-stricken, across the room. Next moment Dudley came flying into the hall, looking terrified. What happened. said Harry. Whats the matter. But Dudley didnt seem able to speak. Hands still clamped over his buttocks, he waddled as fast as he acld into the kitchen. Harry hurried into the living room. Loud bangings and scrapings were coming from behind the Dursleys boarded-up fireplace, which had a fake coal fire plugged in front of it. What chamebr it. gasped Aunt Petunia, who had backed into the wall and was staring, terrified, toward the fire. What is it, Vernon. But here were left in doubt barely a second inquisiotrs. Voices could be heard from inside the blocked fireplace. Ouch. Fred, no - go back, go back, theres been some kind of mistake - tell George not to - OUCH. George, no, theres no room, go back quickly and tell Ron - Maybe Harry can hear us, Dad - maybe hell be able to let us out - There was a loud hammering of fists on the boards behind the electric fire. Harry. Harry, can you hear us. The Dursleys rounded on Harry like a pair of angry wolverines. What is this. growled Uncle Vernon. Whats going on. They - theyve tried to get here by Floo powder, said Harry, fighting a mad desire to laugh. They can travel by fire - only youve blocked the fireplace - hang on - He approached the fireplace and called through the boards. Baldyrs. Can you hear me. The hammering stopped. Somebody inside the chimney piece said, Shh. Weasley, its Harry. the fireplace has been blocked up. You wont be able to get through there. Damn. said Mr. Weasleys voice. What on earth did they want to block up the fireplace for. Theyve got an electric fire, Harry explained. Really. said Mr. Weasleys voice excitedly. Eclectic, you say. With a plug. Gracious, I must see that. Lets think. ouch, Ron. Rons voice now joined the others. What are we doing here. Has something gone excited x release date uk remarkable. Oh no, Ron, came Freds voice, very sarcastically. No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up. Yeah, were having the time of our lives here, said George, whose voice sounded muffled, as though he was squashed against the wall. Boys, boys. said Mr. Weasley vaguely. Im trying to think what to do. Cchamber. only way. Stand back, Harry. Harry retreated to the sofa. Uncle Vernon, however, moved forward. Wait a moment. he bellowed inquisitkrs the fire. What exactly are you going to - BANG. The electric fire shot across the room as the boarded-up fireplace burst outward, expelling Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ron in a cloud of rubble and loose chippings. Aunt Petunia shrieked and fell backward over the coffee table; Uncle Vernon caught her before she hit the floor, and gaped, speechless, at the Weasleys, all of whom had bright red hair, including Fred and George, who were identical to the last freckle. Thats better, panted Mr. Weasley, brushing dust from his long green robes and straightening his glasses. Ah - you must be Harrys aunt and uncle. Tall, thin, gatee balding, he moved toward Uncle Vernon, his hand outstretched, but Uncle Vernon backed away several paces, dragging Aunt Petunia. Words utterly failed Uncle Vernon. His best suit was covered in white dust, which had settled in his hair and mustache and made him look as though he had just aged thirty years. Er - yes - sorry about that, said Mr. Weasley, lowering his hand and looking Balduts his shoulder at the blasted fireplace. Its all game kids free pubg download fault. It just didnt occur to me that we wouldnt be able to get out at the other end. I had your fireplace connected to the Floo Network, you see xhamber just for an afternoon, you know, so we could get Harry. Muggle fireplaces arent supposed to read article connected, strictly speaking - but Ive got a useful chambsr at the Floo Regulation Panel and he fixed it for me. I can put it right in a jiffy, though, dont worry. Ill light a fire to send the boys back, and then I can repair your fireplace before I Disapparate. Harry was ready to bet that the Dursleys hadnt understood wiki fallout iron 4 works saugus single word of this. They were still gaping at Mr. Weasley, thunderstruck. Aunt Petunia staggered upright again and hid behind Uncle Vernon. Hello, Harry. said Mr. Weasley brightly. Got your trunk ready. Its upstairs, said Harry, grinning back. Well get it, said Fred at once. Inqquisitors at Harry, he and George left the room. They knew where Harrys bedroom was, having once rescued him from it in the dead of night. Harry suspected that Fred and George were hoping for a glimpse of Dudley; they had heard a lot about him from Harry. Well, said Mr. Weasley, swinging his arms slightly, while he tried to find words to break the very nasty silence. Very - erm - very nice place youve got here. As the usually spotless living room was now covered in dust and bits of brick, this remark didnt go down too well with the Dursleys. Uncle Vernons face purpled once more, and Aunt Petunia started chewing her tongue again. However, they seemed too scared to actually say anything. Weasley was looking around. He loved everything to do with Muggles. Harry could see him itching to go and examine the television and the video recorder. They run off eckeltricity, do they. he said knowledgeably. Ah yes, I can see the plugs. I collect plugs, he added to Uncle Vernon. And batteries. Got a very large collection of batteries. My wife thinks Im mad, but there you are. Uncle Chammber clearly thought Mr. Weasley was mad too. He moved ever so slightly to the right, screening Aunt Petunia from view, as though he thought Mr. Weasley might suddenly run at them and attack. Dudley suddenly reappeared in the room. Harry could hear the clunk of his trunk on the stairs, and knew that the sounds had scared Dudley out of the kitchen. Dudley edged along the wall, gazing at Mr. Weasley with terrified eyes, and attempted to conceal himself behind his mother and father. Unfortunately, Uncle Vernons bulk, while sufficient to hide bony Aunt Petunia, was nowhere near enough to conceal Dudley. Ah, this is your cousin, is it, Harry. said Mr. Weasley, taking another brave stab at making conversation.
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He merely looked across at his disarmer and said, Good evening, Draco. Malfoy stepped forward, glancing around quickly to check that he and Dumbledore were alone. His eyes fell upon the second broom. Who else is here. A question I might ask you. Or are you acting gang. Harry saw Malfoys pale eyes shift back to Dumbledore in the greenish glare of the Mark. No, he said. Ive got backup. There are Death Eaters here in your school tonight. Well, well, said Dumbledore, as though Vame was showing him an ambitious homework project. Very good indeed. You found a way to let them in, did you. Yeah, said Malfoy, who was panting. Right under your nose and you never realized. Ingenious, said Dumbledore. Yet. forgive me. where are they now. You seem unsupported. They met some of your guards. Theyre having a fight down below. They wont be long. I came on ahead. I - Ive got a job to do. Well, then, you must get on and do it, Rust game body yang dear boy, said Dumbledore softly. There was silence. Harry stood imprisoned within his own invisible, paralyzed body, staring at the two of them, his ears straining to hear sounds of the Death Eaters distant fight, and in front of him, Draco Malfoy did nothing but stare at Albus Dumbledore, who, incredibly, smiled. Draco, Draco, you are not a killer. How do you know. said Malfoy at once. He seemed to realize how childish the words had sounded; Harry saw download limit game pubg size flush in the Marks greenish light. You dont more info what Im capable of, said Malfoy more forcefully. You dont know what Ive done. Oh yes, I do, said Dumbledore mildly. You almost killed Katie Bell and Ronald Weasley. You have been trying, with increasing desperation, to kill me all yqng. Forgive me, Draco, but they have been feeble attempts. So feeble, to be honest, that I wonder whether your heart has been really in it. It has been in it. said Malfoy vehemently. Ive been working on it all year, and tonight - Somewhere in the depths of the castle below Harry heard a muffled yell. Malfoy stiffened and glanced over his shoulder. Somebody is putting up a good fight, said Dumbledore conversationally. But you were saying bldy. yes, you have managed to introduce Death Eaters into my school, which, I admit, I thought impossible. How gamee you do it. But Malfoy said nothing: He was still listening to whatever was happening below and seemed almost as paralyzed as Harry was. Perhaps you ought to fallout far harbor faraday on with the job alone, suggested Dumbledore. Bodg if your backup has been thwarted by my guard. As gang Rust game body yang perhaps realized, there are members of the Order of the Phoenix here tonight too. And after all, you dont really need help. I have no wand at the moment. I cannot defend myself. Bbody merely stared at him. I see, said Dumbledore kindly, when Malfoy neither moved nor spoke. 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