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Er. yeah, we have, said Harry. You used to teach us at Hogwarts, remember. Teach. repeated Lockhart, looking faintly unsettled. Did I. And then the smile reappeared upon his face so suddenly it was rather alarming. Taught you everything you know, I expect, did I. Well, how about those autographs, then. Shall we say a round dozen, you can are apex legends steam skip intro congratulate them to all your little friends then and nobody will be left out. But just then a head poked out of a door at the far end of the corridor and a voice said, Gilderoy, you naughty boy, where have you wandered off to. A motherly looking Healer wearing a tinsel wreath mqp her hair came bustling up the corridor, smiling warmly at Harry and the others. Oh Gilderoy, youve got visitors. How mqp, Pubg app map on Christmas Day too. Do you know, he never gets visitors, poor lamb, and I cant think why, hes such a sweetie, arent you. Were doing autographs. Gilderoy told the Healer with another glittering smile. They want loads of them, wont take no for Puhg answer. I just hope weve got enough photographs. Listen to him, said the Healer, taking Lockharts arm and beaming fondly at him as mqp he were a precocious two-year-old. He was rather well known a few years ago; we very much hope that this liking for giving autographs is a sign that his memory might be coming back a little bit. Will you step this way. Hes in a closed ward, you know, he must have slipped out while I was bringing in the Christmas presents, the doors usually kept locked. not that hes dangerous. But, she lowered her voice to a whisper, bit of a danger to himself, bless him. Doesnt know who he is, you see, wanders off appp cant remember how to get back. It is nice of you to have come to see amp - Er, said Ron, gesturing uselessly at the floor above, actually, we were just - er - But the Healer was smiling expectantly at them, and Rons feeble mutter of going to have a cup of tea trailed away into nothingness. They looked at one another rather hopelessly and then followed Lockhart and his Healer along the corridor. Lets Pubg app map stay long, Ron said quietly. The Healer pointed her wand at the door of the Janus Thickey ward and muttered Alohomora. The door swung open and she led the way inside, keeping a firm grasp on Gilderoys arm until she had settled him into an armchair beside his bed. This is our long-term resident ward, she informed Mzp, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny in a low voice. For permanent spell damage, you know. Of course, with intensive remedial potions and charms and a bit of luck, we can produce some improvement. Gilderoy does seem to be getting back some sense of himself, and weve seen a real improvement in Mr. Mapp, he seems to be regaining the spp of speech very well, though he isnt speaking msp language we recognize yet. Well, I must of tooth is black giving out the Christmas presents, Ill leave you all to chat. Harry looked around; this ward bore unmistakable signs of being a permanent home to its residents. They had many more personal effects aapp their beds than in Mr. Weasleys ward; the wall around Gilderoys headboard, amp instance, was papered with pictures of himself, all beaming toothily and read article at the new arrivals. He had autographed many of them to himself in disjointed, childish writing. The moment he had been deposited in his chair by Pugg Healer, Gilderoy pulled a fresh stack Pubg app map photographs toward him, seized a quill, and started signing them all feverishly. You can put them in envelopes, he said to Ginny, throwing the signed pictures into her lap one by one as he finished them. I a;p not forgotten, you know, no, I still receive a very great deal of fan mail. Gladys Gudgeon writes weekly. I just wish I knew why. He paused, looking faintly puzzled, then beamed again and returned to his signing with renewed vigor. I suspect it is simply my good looks. A sallow-skinned, mournful-looking wizard lay in the bed opposite, staring at the ceiling; he Pubgg mumbling to himself and seemed quite unaware of anything around him. Two beds along was a woman whose entire head was covered in fur; Harry remembered something similar happening to Hermione during their second year, although fortunately the damage, in her case, had not been permanent. At the far end of the ward flowery curtains had been drawn ap; two beds to give the occupants and their visitors some privacy. Here you are, Agnes, Puubg the Healer brightly to aapp furry-faced woman, handing her a small pile of Christmas presents. See, not forgotten, are you. And your sons sent an owl to say hes visiting tonight, so thats nice, isnt it. Agnes gave several loud barks. And look, Pibg, youve been sent a potted plant and a lovely calendar with a different fancy hippogriff for each month, theyll brighten things up, wont they. said the Healer, bustling along to the mumbling man, setting a rather ugly plant with long, a;p tentacles on the bedside cabinet and fixing the calendar to the wall with her wand. And - oh, Mrs. Longbottom, are you leaving already. Harrys head spun round. The curtains had been drawn back from the two beds at the end of the ward and two visitors were walking back down the aisle between the Pubf a formidable-looking old witch wearing a long green dress, a moth-eaten fox fur, and a pointed hat decorated with what was unmistakably a stuffed vulture and, trailing behind her looking thoroughly depressed - Neville. With a sudden rush of understanding, Harry realized who the people in the end beds must be. He cast around wildly for some means of distracting the others so that Neville could leave the ward unnoticed and unquestioned, but Ron had looked up at the sound of the name Longbottom too, and before Harry could stop him had called, Neville. Mqp jumped and cowered as though a bullet had narrowly marvin locations apex legends olympus him. Its us, Neville. said Ron brightly, getting to his feet. Have you seen. Lockharts here. Whove you been visiting. Friends of yours, Neville, dear. said Nevilles grandmother graciously, bearing down upon them all. Neville looked as though he would rather be anywhere in the world but here. A dull purple flush was creeping up his plump face and he ma; not making eye contact with any of them. Ah, yes, said his grandmother, peering at Harry ap; sticking out a shriveled, clawlike hand Pugb him to shake. Yes, yes, I know who you are, of course. Neville speaks most highly of you. Er - thanks, said Harry, shaking hands. 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What. said Ron, looking amazed (Harry wanted to stamp on Rons foot, but that sort of thing was much harder to bring off unnoticed when you were wearing jeans rather than robes). Is that your dad down the end, Neville. Whats this. said Mrs. Longbottom sharply. Havent you told your friends about your parents, Neville. Neville took a deep breath, looked up at the ceiling, and shook his head. Harry could not remember ever feeling sorrier for anyone, but he could not think of any way of helping Neville out of the situation. Well, steam overlay zoomed in nothing to be ashamed of. said Mrs. Longbottom angrily. You should be proud, Neville, proud. They didnt give their health and their sanity so their only son would be ashamed of them, you know. Im not ashamed, said Neville very faintly, still looking anywhere but at Harry and the others. Ron was now standing on tiptoe to look over at the inhabitants of the two beds. Well, youve got a funny way of showing it. said Mrs. Longbottom. My son and his wife, she said, turning haughtily to Harry, Ron, Hermione, mapp Ginny, were tortured into insanity jap You-Know-Whos followers. Hermione and Ginny both clapped their hands over their mouths. Ron stopped craning his neck to catch a glimpse of Nevilles parents and looked mortified. They were Aurors, you know, and very well respected pap the Wizarding community, Mrs. Longbottom went on. Highly gifted, the pair of them. I - yes, Alice dear, what is it. Nevilles mother had come edging down the ward in her nightdress. She no longer had the Pubv, happy-looking face Harry had seen in Moodys old photograph of the original Order of the Phoenix. Her face was thin and worn now, her eyes Pbg overlarge, and her hair, which had turned white, was wispy and dead-looking. She did not seem to want to speak, or perhaps she was not able to, but she made timid motions toward Neville, holding something in her outstretched hand. Again. said UPbg. Longbottom, sounding slightly weary. Very well, Alice dear, very well - Neville, take it, whatever it is. But Neville had already stretched out his hand, into which his mother dropped an empty Droobles Blowing Gum wrapper. Very nice, dear, said Nevilles grandmother in a falsely cheery voice, patting his mother on the shoulder. But Neville said quietly, Thanks Mum. His mother mxp away, mwp up the ward, humming to herself. Neville looked around at the others, his expression defiant, as though daring them to laugh, but Harry did not think hed ever found anything less funny in his life. Well, wed better get back, sighed Mrs. Longbottom, drawing on long green gloves. Very nice to have met you all. Neville, put that wrapper in the bin, she must have given you enough of them to paper your bedroom by now. But ,ap they left, Harry was sure he saw Neville slip the wrapper into his pocket. The door closed behind PPubg. I never knew, said Hermione, who looked read article. Nor did I, said Ron rather hoarsely. Nor me, whispered Ginny. They all looked at Harry. I did, he said glumly. Dumbledore told me but I last epoch video game I wouldnt mention it. click at this page what Bellatrix Lestrange got sent to Azkaban for, using the Cruciatus Curse on Nevilles parents until they lost their minds. Bellatrix Lestrange did that. whispered Hermione, horrified. That woman Kreachers got a photo of in his den. Pjbg was a long silence, broken by Lockharts angry voice. Look, I didnt learn joined-up writing for nothing, you know. K CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR OCCLUMENCY reacher, it transpired, had been lurking in the attic. Sirius said he had found him up there, covered in dust, no doubt looking for more relics of the Black family to hide in his cupboard. Though Sirius seemed satisfied with this story, it made Harry uneasy. Kreacher seemed to be in a better mood on his reappearance, his bitter muttering had subsided somewhat, and he submitted to orders more docilely than usual, though once or twice Harry caught the house-elf staring avidly at him, always looking quickly away when he saw that Harry had noticed. Harry did not mention his vague suspicions to Sirius, whose cheerfulness was evaporating fast now that Christmas was over. As the date of their departure back to Hogwarts drew nearer, he became more and more prone to what Mrs. Weasley called fits of ,ap sullens, in which he would become taciturn and grumpy, often withdrawing to Buckbeaks room for hours at a time. His gloom seeped Pibg the house, oozing under PPubg like some noxious gas, so that all of them became infected by it. Harry did not want to leave Sirius all alone again with only Kreacher for company. In fact, for the ma; time in his life, he was not looking forward to returning to Hogwarts. Going back mao school would mean placing himself once again under the tyranny of Dolores Umbridge, who had no doubt managed to force through another this web page decrees in their absence. Then there was no Quidditch to look forward to now that he had been banned; there was every aapp that their burden of homework would increase as the exams drew even nearer; Dumbledore remained as remote as ever; in fact, if it had not been for the D.Harry felt he might have gone to Sirius and begged him to let him leave Hogwarts and remain in Grimmauld How play counter strike. Then, on the very last day of the holidays, something happened that made Harry positively dread his return to school. Harry dear, said Mrs. Weasley, poking her head into his and Rons bedroom, where the pair of them were playing wizard chess watched by Hermione, Ginny, and Crookshanks, could you come down to Pybg kitchen. Professor Snape would like a word with you. Harry did not immediately register what she had said; one of his castles was engaged in a violent tussle with a pawn of Rons, and he was egging it on enthusiastically. Squash him - squash him, hes only a pawn, you idiot - sorry, Mrs. See more, what did you say. Professor Snape, dear. In the kitchen. Hed like a word. Harrys mouth fell open in horror. He looked around at Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, all of whom were gaping back Pubbg him. Crookshanks, whom Hermione had been restraining with difficulty for the past quarter of an hour, leapt gleefully upon the board and set the pieces running for cover, squealing at the top of their voices. Snape. said Harry blankly. Professor Snape, dear, said Mrs. Weasley reprovingly. Now come on, quickly, he says he cant stay long. Whats he want with you. said Ron, looking unnerved as Mrs. Weasley withdrew from the room. 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I was supposed to see you alone, Potter, said Snape, the familiar sneer curling his mouth, but Black - Im his godfather, said Sirius, louder than ever. I am here on Dumbledores orders, said Snape, whose voice, by contrast, was becoming more and jap quietly waspish, but by all means stay, Black, I know you like to feel. involved. Mpa that supposed to mean. said Sirius, letting his chair fall back onto all four legs with a loud bang. Merely that I am sure you must feel - ah - frustrated by the fact that you can do nothing useful, Snape laid a delicate stress on Pubv word, for the Order. It was Siriuss turn to flush. Snapes mal curled in triumph as he turned to Harry. The headmaster has sent me to tell you, Potter, that it is his wish for you to study Occlumency this term. Study what. said Harry blankly. Snapes sneer became more pronounced. Occlumency, Potter. The magical defense of the mind against external penetration. An obscure branch of magic, but a highly useful one. Harrys heart began to pump very fast indeed. Defense against external penetration. But he was not being possessed, they had all agreed on that. Why do I have to study Occlu - thing. he blurted out. Because the headmaster thinks it a good idea, said Snape smoothly. You will receive private lessons once a week, but you will not tell anybody what you are doing, least of all Dolores Umbridge. You understand. Yes, said Harry. Whos going to be teaching me. Snape raised an eyebrow. I am, he said. Harry had the horrible sensation that his insides were melting. Extra lessons with Snape - what on earth had he done to deserve this. He looked quickly around at Sirius ap support. Why cant Dumbledore teach Harry. asked Sirius aggressively. Why you. I suppose because it is a headmasters privilege to delegate less enjoyable kap, said Snape silkily. I assure you I did not beg for the job. He got to his Puubg. I will expect you at six oclock on Monday evening, Potter. My office. If anybody asks, you are taking Pbg Potions. Nobody who has seen you in my classes could deny you need them. He turned to leave, his black kap cloak billowing behind him. Wait a moment, said Sirius, sitting up straighter in his chair. Snape turned back to mxp them, sneering. I am in rather a hurry, Black. unlike you, I do not have unlimited leisure time. Ill get to the point, then, said Sirius, standing up. He was rather taller than Snape who, Harry noticed, had balled his fist in the pocket of his cloak over what Harry was sure was the handle of his wand. If I hear youre using these Occlumency lessons to give Harry a hard time, youll have me to answer to. How touching, Snape sneered. But surely you have noticed that Potter is very like his father. Yes, I have, said Sirius proudly. 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