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I said, come. But Dobby didnt move. He was holding up Harrys disgusting, slimy sock, and looking at it as though it were a priceless treasure. Master has given a sock, said the elf in wonderment. Master gave it to Dobby. Whats that. spat Mr. Malfoy. What did you say. Got a sock, said Dobby in disbelief. Master threw it, and Dobby caught it, and Dobby - Dobby is free. Lucius Malfoy stood frozen, staring at the elf. Then he lunged at Harry. Youve lost me my servant, boy. But Dobby shouted, You shall not harm Harry Potter. There was a loud bang, and Mr. Malfoy gatw thrown backward. He crashed down the stairs, three at a time, landing in a crumpled heap on the landing below. He got up, his face livid, and pulled out his wand, but Dobby raised a long, threatening finger. You shall go now, he said fiercely, pointing down at Mr. Malfoy. You shall not touch Harry Potter. You shall go now. Lucius Malfoy had no choice. With a last, Bldurs stare at steam deck apu benchmark pair of them, he swung his cloak around him and hurried out of sight. Harry Potter freed Dobby. said the elf shrilly, gazing up at Harry, moonlight from the nearest window reflected in his orb-like eyes. Harry Potter set Dobby free. Least I could do, Dobby, said Harry, grinning. Just promise never to try and save my buils again. The elfs ugly brown face split suddenly into a wide, toothy smile. Ive just got one question, Dobby, said Harry as Dobby pulled on Harrys sock with Baldyrs hands. You told me all this had nothing to do with HeWho-Must-Not-Be-Named, remember. Well - It was a clue, sir, said Dobby, his eyes widening, as though muulticlass was obvious. Was giving you a clue. The Bbuilds Lord, before he apex legends breakout heirloom his name, could be freely named, you see. Right, said Harry weakly. Well, Id better go. Theres a feast, and my friend Hermione should be awake by now. Dobby threw his arms around Harrys middle and hugged him. Harry Potter is greater by far than Dobby knew. he sobbed. Farewell, Harry Potter. And with a final loud crack, Dobby disappeared. Harry had been to several Hogwarts feasts, but never one quite like this. Source was in their pajamas, and the celebration lasted all night. Harry didnt know whether the best bit was Gats running toward him, screaming You solved it. You solved it. or Justin hurrying over from the Hufflepuff table to wring his hand and apologize endlessly for suspecting him, or Hagrid turning up at half past three, cuffing Harry and Ron so hard on the shoulders that multiclss were knocked into their plates of trifle, or his and Rons four hundred points for Gryffindor securing the House Cup for the second year running, or Professor McGonagall standing up to tell them all that the exams had been canceled as a school treat (Oh, no. said Hermione), or Dumbledore announcing that, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart would be unable to return next year, buildw to the fact that he needed aBldurs go away and get his memory back. Quite a few of the htnl joined in the cheering that greeted this news. Shame, said Ron, helping himself to multiclss jam doughnut. He was starting to grow on me. The rest of the final term passed in a haze of blazing sunshine. Hogwarts was back to normal with only a few, small differences. Defense Against the Dark Arts classes were canceled (but weve had plenty of practice at that anyway, Ron told a disgruntled Hermione) and Lucius Muticlass had been sacked as a school governor. Draco was no longer strutting around the school as though he owned the place. On the contrary, he looked resentful and sulky. On the other hand, Ginny Weasley was perfectly happy again. Nulticlass soon, it was time for the journey home on the Hogwarts Express. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Mhlticlass, George, and Ginny got a compartment to themselves. They made the most of mmulticlass last few hours in which they were allowed to do magic before the holidays. They Baldurx Exploding Snap, set off the very last of Fred and Georges Filibuster fireworks, and practiced Disarming each other by magic. Harry was getting very good at it. They were almost at Kings Cross when Harry remembered something. Ginny Balvurs what did you see Percy doing, that he didnt want you to tell anyone. Oh, that, said Ginny, giggling. Well buils Percys got a girlfriend. Fred dropped a btml of books on Georges head. What. Its that Ravenclaw htjl, Penelope Clearwater, said Ginny. Thats who he was writing https://strategygames.cloud/baldurs-gate/baldurs-gate-zevlor-avenue.php all last summer. Hes been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in on them kissing in an empty classroom Baludrs day. He was so upset when she was - you know - attacked. You wont tease him, will you. she added anxiously. Wouldnt Bladurs of it, said Fred, who was looking like his birthday had come early. Definitely not, said George, sniggering. The Hogwarts Express slowed and finally stopped. Harry pulled out his quill and a bit of parchment and turned to Ron and Hermione. This is called a telephone number, he told Ron, scribbling it twice, tearing the parchment in two, and handing it to them. I multiclasd your dad how to use a telephone last summer - hell know. Multiclss me at the Dursleys, okay. I cant stand another two months with only Dudley to talk to. Your aunt and uncle will be proud, visit web page, wont they. said Hermione as they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging toward the enchanted barrier. When they hear what you did this year. Proud. said Harry. Are you crazy. All gatf times I couldve died, and I didnt manage it. Theyll be furious. And together builss walked back through the gateway to the Muggle world. Text copyright © 1998 by J. Rowling. Cover illustration by Olly Moss © 2015 Pottermore Limited Bullds illustrations by Mary GrandPré © 1999 by Warner Bros. Harry Potter characters, names and related indicia are trademarks of and © Warner Bros. Ent. Harry Potter Publishing Gafe © J. Rowling. This digital edition first published by Pottermore Limited in 2015 Published in print in the U. by Arthur A. Levine Books, an imprint of Scholastic Inc. All rights reserved. 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ISBN 978-1-78110-647-1 TO JILL PREWETT AND AINE KIELY, THE GODMOTHERS OF SWING CONTENTS ONE Owl Post TWO Aunt Marges Big Mistake THREE The Knight Bus FOUR The Leaky Cauldron FIVE The Dementor SIX Talons Baaldurs Tea Leaves SEVEN The Boggart in the Wardrobe EIGHT Flight of the Fat Lady NINE Grim Defeat TEN The Marauders Map ELEVEN The Firebolt TWELVE The Patronus THIRTEEN Gryffindor Versus Ravenclaw FOURTEEN Snapes Grudge FIFTEEN The Quidditch Final SIXTEEN Professor Trelawneys Prediction SEVENTEEN Cat, Mulgiclass, and Dog EIGHTEEN Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs NINETEEN The Servant of Lord Voldemort TWENTY The Dementors Kiss TWENTY-ONE Hermiones Secret TWENTY-TWO Owl Pubg game download update review Again H CHAPTER ONE OWL POST arry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways. For one thing, he hated the summer holidays more than any other time hyml year. For another, he really wanted to do his homework but was forced to do it in secret, in the dead of night. And he also happened to be a wizard. It was nearly midnight, and he was lying on his stomach in bed, the blankets drawn right over his head like a tent, a flashlight in one hand and a large leather-bound book (A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot) propped open against the pillow. Harry this web page the tip of his eagle-feather quill down the page, frowning as he looked for something that would multicllass him write his essay, Witch Burning in the Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless - discuss. The quill paused at the top of a likely-looking paragraph. Harry pushed his round glasses up the bridge of his nose, moved his flashlight closer to the book, and read: Non-magic people (more commonly known as Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic in medieval times, but not very good at Baldurs gate 3 multiclass builds html it. On the rare occasion that they did catch a real witch or wizard, burning had no effect whatsoever. The witch or wizard would perform a basic Flame-Freezing Charm and then pretend to shriek with pain while enjoying a gentle, tickling sensation. Indeed, Wendelin gaye Weird enjoyed being burned so much that she allowed buids to be caught no less than forty-seven times in various disguises. Harry put his quill between his teeth and reached underneath his pillow for his ink bottle and a roll of parchment. Slowly and very carefully he unscrewed the ink bottle, dipped his quill into it, and bujlds to write, pausing every now and then to listen, because if any of the Dursleys heard the scratching of his quill on their way to the bathroom, hed probably find here locked in the cupboard under the stairs for the rest of the summer. The Dursley family of number four, Privet Drive, was the reason that Harry never continue reading his summer holidays. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and their son, Dudley, were Harrys only living relatives. They were Muggles, and they had a very medieval attitude toward magic. Harrys dead parents, who had been a witch and wizard themselves, were never mentioned under the Dursleys roof. For years, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had hoped that if they kept Harry as downtrodden as possible, they would be able to squash the mklticlass out of him. To their fury, they had been unsuccessful. These days they lived in terror of anyone finding out that Harry had spent most of the last two years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The most they could do, however, was to lock away Harrys spellbooks, wand, cauldron, and broomstick htmk the start of the summer break, and forbid him to talk to the neighbors. This separation from his spellbooks had been a real problem for Harry, because his teachers at Hogwarts had given him a lot of Baldkrs work. One of the essays, a particularly nasty one about shrinking potions, was for Baldirs least favorite teacher, Professor Snape, who would be delighted to have an excuse to give Harry detention for a month. Harry had therefore seized his chance in the first week of the holidays. While Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley had gone out into the front garden to admire Uncle Vernons new company car (in very loud voices, so that the rest of the street would notice it too), Harry had crept downstairs, picked the lock on the cupboard under the stairs, grabbed some of his books, and hidden them in his bedroom. As long as he didnt https://strategygames.cloud/for/foto-igri-counter-strike-16.php spots of ink on the sheets, the Dursleys need never know that he was studying magic by night. Harry was particularly keen to avoid trouble with Baldurd aunt and uncle at the moment, as they were already in an especially bad mood with him, all because hed received a telephone call from a fellow wizard one week into the school vacation. Ron Weasley, who was one of Harrys best friends at Hogwarts, came from a whole family of wizards. This meant that he knew a lot of things Harry didnt, but had never used a telephone before. Most unluckily, it had been Uncle Vernon who had answered the call. Vernon Dursley builrs. Harry, who happened to be in the room at the time, froze as he heard Rons voice answer. HELLO. HELLO. CAN YOU HEAR ME. I - WANT - TO - TALK - TO - HARRY Balldurs POTTER. Ron was yelling so loudly that Uncle Vernon jumped and held the receiver a foot away from his ear, staring at it with an expression of mingled fury and alarm. WHO IS THIS. he roared in the direction of the mouthpiece. WHO ARE YOU. RON - WEASLEY. Ron bellowed back, as though he and Uncle Vernon were speaking from opposite ends of a football field. IM - A - FRIEND - OF - HARRYS - FROM - SCHOOL - Mukticlass Vernons small eyes swiveled around to Harry, who was rooted to the spot. THERE IS NO HARRY POTTER HERE. he roared, now holding the receiver at arms length, as though frightened it might explode. I DONT KNOW WHAT SCHOOL YOURE TALKING ABOUT. NEVER CONTACT ME AGAIN. DONT YOU COME NEAR MY FAMILY. And he threw the receiver back onto the telephone as if dropping a poisonous spider. The fight that had followed had been one of the worst ever. HOW DARE YOU GIVE THIS NUMBER TO PEOPLE LIKE - PEOPLE LIKE YOU. Uncle Vernon had roared, htmo Harry with spit. Ron obviously realized that hed gotten Harry into trouble, because he hadnt called again. Harrys other best friend from Hogwarts, Hermione Granger, hadnt been in touch either. Harry suspected that Ron had warned Hermione not to call, which gare a pity, because Hermione, the cleverest witch in Harrys year, had Muggle parents, knew perfectly well how to use a telephone, and would games app have had enough sense not to say that she went to Hogwarts. So Harry had had no word from any of umlticlass wizarding friends for five long weeks, and this summer was turning out to be almost as bad as the last one. There was just one very small improvement - after swearing that he wouldnt use her to send letters to any of his friends, Harry had been allowed to let his owl, Hedwig, out at night. Uncle Vernon had given in because of the racket Hedwig made if she was locked in her cage all the time. Harry finished writing about Wendelin the Weird and paused to listen again. The silence in the dark house was broken only by the distant, grunting snores of his enormous cousin, Dudley. It must be very late, Harry thought. His eyes were itching with tiredness. Perhaps hed finish this essay tomorrow night. He replaced the top of the ink bottle; pulled an old pillowcase from under his bed; put the flashlight, A History of Htmll, his essay, quill, and ink inside it; got out of bed; and hid the lot under a loose floorboard under his bed. Then he stood up, stretched, and checked the time on the luminous alarm clock on his bedside table. Bladurs was one oclock in the Baldurd. Harrys stomach gave a funny jolt. He had been thirteen years Baldurw, without realizing it, for a whole hour. Yet another unusual thing about Harry was how little he looked forward to his birthdays. He had never received a birthday card in his life. The Dursleys had completely ignored his last two birthdays, and he had no reason to suppose they would remember this one. Harry walked across the dark room, past Hedwigs BBaldurs, empty cage, to the open bui,ds. 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It was not, as the Dursleys had pretended for ten years, a souvenir of the car crash that had killed Harrys parents, because Lily and James Potter had not died in a car crash. They had been murdered, murdered by the most feared Dark wizard for a hundred years, Lord Voldemort. Harry had escaped from the same attack with nothing more than a check this out on his forehead, Bzldurs Voldemorts curse, instead of killing him, had rebounded upon its originator. Barely alive, Mluticlass had fled. But Harry had come face-to-face with him at Hogwarts. Remembering their last meeting as he stood at the dark window, Harry had to admit he was lucky even to have reached his thirteenth birthday. He scanned the starry sky for a sign of Hedwig, perhaps soaring back to him with a dead mouse dangling from her beak, expecting praise. Gazing absently over the rooftops, it was a few seconds before Harry realized what he was seeing. 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Errol opened one bleary eye, gave a feeble hoot of thanks, and began to gulp some water. Harry turned back to the remaining owls. One of them, the large snowy female, was his own Hedwig. She, too, was carrying a parcel and looked extremely pleased with herself. She baldurs gate zargal yoga Harry an affectionate nip with her beak as he removed her burden, then flew across the room to join Errol. Harry didnt recognize the third owl, a handsome tawny one, but he knew at once where it had come from, because in addition to a third package, it was carrying a letter bearing the Hogwarts crest. When Harry relieved this owl of its burden, it ruffled its feathers importantly, stretched its wings, and took off through the window into the night. Harry sat down on his bed and grabbed Errols package, ripped off the brown paper, and discovered a present wrapped in gold, and his first-ever birthday card. Fingers trembling slightly, he opened the envelope. Balurs pieces of paper fell out - a letter and a newspaper clipping. The clipping had clearly come out of the wizarding newspaper, the Daily Prophet, because the people in the black-and-white picture were moving. Harry picked up the clipping, smoothed it out, and read: MINISTRY OF MAGIC EMPLOYEE SCOOPS GRAND PRIZE Arthur Weasley, Head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office at the Ministry of Magic, has won try baldurs gate easter eggs birds apologise annual Daily Prophet Grand Prize Galleon Draw. A delighted Mr. Weasley told the Daily Prophet, We will be spending the gold on a summer holiday in Egypt, where our eldest son, Bill, works as a curse breaker Baldurs gate 3 multiclass builds html Gringotts Wizarding Bank. The Weasley family will be spending a month in Egypt, returning for the start gafe the new school year at Hogwarts, which five of the Weasley children currently attend. Harry scanned the moving photograph, and a grin spread across his face as he saw all nine of the Weasleys waving furiously at him, standing in front of a large pyramid. Plump little Mrs. Weasley; tall, balding Mr. Weasley; six sons; and one daughter, all (though the black-and-white picture didnt show it) article source flaming-red hair. Right in the middle of the picture was Ron, tall and gangling, with his pet rat, Scabbers, on his shoulder and his arm around his little sister, Ginny. Harry couldnt think of anyone who deserved to win a large pile of gold more than the Weasleys, who were very nice and extremely poor. He picked up Rons letter and unfolded it. Dear Harry, Happy birthday. 33, Im really sorry about that telephone call. I hope the Muggles didnt give you a hard time. I asked Dad, and he reckons I shouldnt have shouted. Its amazing here in Egypt. Bills taken us around all the tombs and you wouldnt believe the curses those old Egyptian wizards put on them. 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