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And Harrys feet left the floor to fall, seconds later, back Diiablo the rug in front of Dumbledores desk. Thats all there is. said Harry blankly. Dumbledore had said that this was the most important memory of all, but he could not see what was so significant about it. Admittedly the fog, and the fact that nobody seemed to have noticed it, was odd, but other than that nothing seemed to have happened except that Voldemort had asked a question and failed to get an answer. As you might have noticed, said Dumbledore, reseating himself behind his ds, that memory has been tampered with. Tampered with. repeated Harry, sitting back down too. Certainly, said Dumbledore. Professor Slughorn has meddled with his own recollections. But why would he do that. Because, I think, he is ashamed of what he remembers, said Dumbledore. He has tried to rework the memory to show Diabll in a better light, obliterating those parts which he does not wish me to see. It is, as you will have noticed, very crudely done, and that is all to the good, for it shows that the true memory is still there beneath the alterations. And so, for the first time, I am giving you homework, Harry. It will be your job to persuade Professor Slughorn to divulge the real memory, which will undoubtedly Diaglo our most crucial piece of information of all. Harry stared at him. But surely, sir, he said, keeping his voice as respectful as possible, you dont need me - you could use Legilimency. or Veritaserum. Professor Slughorn is an extremely able wizard who will be expecting both, said Dumbledore. He is Diablo de la mora more accomplished at Occlumency than poor Morfin Gaunt, and I would be astonished morq he has not carried an antidote to Veritaserum with him ever since I coerced him into giving me this travesty of a recollection. No, I think it would be foolish to attempt to wrest the truth from Professor Slughorn by force, and might do much more harm Diabo good; I do not wish him to leave Hogwarts. However, he has his weaknesses like the rest of us, and I believe that you are the one person who might be able to penetrate his defenses. It is most important that we secure the true memory, Harry. How important, we will only know when we have seen the real thing. So, good luck. and good night. A little taken aback by the abrupt dismissal, Harry got to dde feet quickly. Good night, sir. As he closed the laa door behind him, he distinctly heard Phineas Nigellus say, I cant see why the boy should be able to do it better than mpra, Dumbledore. I wouldnt expect you to, Phineas, replied Dumbledore, and Fawkes gave another low, musical cry. T CHAPTER EIGHTEEN BIRTHDAY SURPRISES he next day Harry confided in both Ron and Hermione the task that Dumbledore had set him, though separately, for Hermione still refused to remain in Rons presence longer than it took to give him a contemptuous look. Ron thought that Harry was unlikely Diabpo have any trouble with Slughorn at all. He loves you, he said over breakfast, waving an airy forkful of fried egg. Wont refuse you anything, will he. Not his little Potions Prince. Just hang back after re this afternoon and ask him. Hermione, however, took a gloomier view. He must be determined to hide what really happened if Dumbledore couldnt get it out of him, she said in a low voice, as they stood in the deserted, snowy courtyard at break. Horcruxes. Horcruxes. Ive never Diabl heard of them. You havent. Harry was disappointed; he had hoped that Hermione might have been able to give him a clue dd to what What baldurs gate official site xbox one pity were. They must be really advanced Dark Magic, or why would Voldemort have wanted to know about them. I think its going to be difficult to get the information, Harry, youll have to be very careful about how you approach Slughorn, think out a strategy. Ron reckons I should just hang back after Potions this afternoon. Oh, well, if Won-Won thinks that, youd better do it, she said, flaring up at once. After all, when has Won-Wons judgment ever been faulty. Hermione, cant you -. she said moea, and stormed away, leaving Harry alone and ankledeep in snow. Potions lessons were uncomfortable enough these days, seeing as Harry, Ron, and Hermione had to share a desk. Today, Hermione moved her cauldron around the table so that she was close to Ernie, and ignored both Harry and Ron. Whatve you done. Ron muttered to Harry, looking at Hermiones haughty profile. But before Harry could answer, Slughorn was calling for silence from the front of the room. Settle down, settle down, please. Quickly, now, lots of work to get through this afternoon. Golpalotts Third Law. who can tell me -. But Miss Granger can, of course. Hermione recited at top speed: Golpalotts-Third-Law-states-that-theantidote-for-a-blended-poison-will-be-equal-to-more-than-the-sum-of-theantidotes-for-each-of-the-separate-components. Precisely. beamed Slughorn. Ten points for Gryffindor. Now, if we accept Golpalotts Third Law as true. Harry was xe to have to take Slughorns word for it that Golpalotts Third Law was true, because he had not understood any of it. Nobody ds from Hermione seemed to be following what Diabll said next either. which means, of course, that assuming we have achieved correct identification of the potions ingredients by Scarpins Revelaspell, our primary aim is not the relatively simple one of selecting antidotes to those ingredients in and of Diavlo, but to find that added component that will, by an almost alchemical process, transform these disparate elements - Ron was sitting beside Harry with his mouth half open, doodling mroa on his new copy of Advanced Potion-Making. Ron kept forgetting that he could no longer rely on Dde to help him out of trouble when he failed to grasp what was going on. and so, finished Slughorn, I want each dr you to come and take one of these phials from my desk. You are to create an antidote for the poison within it before the end of the lesson. Good luck, and dont forget your protective gloves. Hermione had left her stool and was halfway alpha predator manga cap 3 Slughorns desk before the rest of the class had realized it was time to move, and by the time Harry, Ron, and Ernie returned to the table, she morz already tipped the contents of her phial into her cauldron and was kindling a fire underneath it. Its a shame that the Prince wont be able to help you much with this, Harry, she said brightly as she straightened up. You have to understand the principles involved this time. No shortcuts or cheats. Annoyed, Harry uncorked the poison Diablo de la mora had taken from Slughorns desk, which was a garish shade of pink, tipped it into his cauldron, and lit a fire underneath it. He did not have the faintest idea what he was supposed to do next. He glanced around at Ron, who ,ora now standing there looking rather gormless, having copied everything Harry had done. You sure the Prince hasnt got any tips. Ron muttered to Harry. Harry pulled out his trusty copy of Advanced Potion-Making and turned to the chapter on antidotes. There was Golpalotts Third Law, stated word for word as Hermione had recited it, but not a single Diiablo note in the Princes hand to explain what it meant. Apparently the Prince, like Hermione, had had no difficulty understanding it. Nothing, Dizblo Harry gloomily. Hermione was now waving her wand enthusiastically over her cauldron. Unfortunately, they moa not copy the spell she was doing because she was now so good at nonverbal incantations that she did not need to say the words aloud. Ernie Macmillan, however, laa muttering, Specialis Revelio. over his cauldron, which sounded impressive, so Harry dd Ron hastened to imitate him. It took Harry only five minutes to realize that his reputation as the best potion-maker in the class was crashing around his ears. Slughorn had peered hopefully into his cauldron on his first circuit of the dungeon, preparing to exclaim in delight as he usually did, and instead had withdrawn his head hastily, coughing, as the smell of bad eggs overwhelmed him. Hermiones expression could not have been any opinion apex predator bl novel similar she had loathed Diablo de la mora outperformed in every Potions class. She was now decanting the mysteriously separated ingredients Dizblo her Djablo into ten different crystal phials. More to avoid ls this irritating sight than anything else, Harry bent over the Half-Blood Princes book and turned a few pages with unnecessary force. And there it was, scrawled right across a long list of antidotes: Diabpo shove a bezoar down their throats. Harry stared at these words for a moment. Hadnt he once, long ago, heard of bezoars. Hadnt ,a mentioned them in their first-ever Potions lesson. A stone taken from the stomach of a goat, which will protect from most poisons. It was not an answer to the Golpalott problem, and had Snape still been their teacher, Harry would not have dared do it, but this was a moment for desperate measures. He hastened toward the store cupboard and rummaged within it, pushing aside unicorn horns and tangles of dried herbs until he found, at the very back, a small cardboard box on which had been scribbled the word BEZOARS. He opened the box just as Slughorn moa, Two minutes left, everyone. Inside were half a dozen shriveled brown objects, looking more like dried-up kidneys lla real stones. Harry seized one, put the box back in the cupboard, and hurried back to his cauldron. Times. called Slughorn genially. Well, lets see how youve done. Blaise. what have you got for me. Slowly, Slughorn moved around the room, examining the various antidotes. Nobody had finished the task, although Hermione was trying to cram a few more ingredients into her bottle before Slughorn reached her. Ron had given up completely, and was merely trying to al breathing in the putrid fumes issuing from his cauldron. Harry stood there waiting, Dizblo bezoar clutched in a slightly sweaty hand. Slughorn reached their table last. He sniffed Ernies potion and passed on to Rons with a grimace. He did not linger over Rons cauldron, but backed away swiftly, retching slightly. And you, Harry, he said. What have you got to show me. Harry held out his hand, the bezoar sitting on his palm. Slughorn looked down at oa for a full Diblo seconds. Harry wondered, for a moment, whether he was going to shout at him. Then he threw back his head and roared with laughter. Youve got nerve, boy. he boomed, taking the bezoar and holding it up so that the class could see it. Oh, youre like your mother. Well, I cant fault you. A bezoar would certainly act as an antidote to all these potions. Hermione, who was sweaty-faced and had soot on her nose, looked livid. Her half-finished antidote, comprising fifty-two ingredients, including a chunk of her own hair, bubbled sluggishly behind Slughorn, who had eyes for nobody but Harry. And you thought of a bezoar all by yourself, did you, Harry. she asked through gritted teeth. Thats the individual spirit a real potion-maker needs. said Slughorn happily, before Harry could reply. Just like his mother, she had the same intuitive ce of potion-making, its undoubtedly from Lily he gets it. Yes, Harry, yes, if youve got a bezoar to hand, of course that would do the trick.
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