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As far as he was concerned, the stripping-down of a brand-new Firebolt was nothing less than criminal damage. Hermione, who remained convinced that she had acted for the best, started avoiding the common room. Harry and Ron supposed she had taken refuge in the library and didnt try to persuade her to come back. All in all, Apex nessie lore were glad when the rest of the school returned shortly after New Year, and Gryffindor Tower became crowded and noisy again. Wood sought Harry out on the night before term started. Had a good Christmas. he said, and then, without waiting for an answer, he sat down, lowered his voice, and said, Ive been doing some thinking over Christmas, Harry. After the last match, you know. If the dementors come to the next one. I mean. we cant afford you to - well - Wood broke off, looking awkward. Im working on it, said Harry quickly. Professor Lupin said hed train me to ward off the dementors. We should be starting this week. He said hed have time after Christmas. Ah, said Wood, his expression clearing. Well, in that case - I really didnt want to lose you as Seeker, Harry. And have you ordered a new broom yet. No, said Harry. What. Youd better get a move on, you know - you cant ride that Shooting Star against Ravenclaw. He got a Firebolt for Christmas, said Ron. A Firebolt. Seriously. A - a real Firebolt. Dont get excited, Oliver, said Harry gloomily. I havent got it anymore. It was confiscated. And he explained all about how the Firebolt was now being checked for jinxes. Jinxed. How could it be jinxed. Sirius Black, Harry said wearily. Hes supposed to be after me. So McGonagall reckons he might have sent it. Waving aside the information that a famous murderer was after his Seeker, Wood said, But Black couldnt have bought a Firebolt. Hes on the run. The whole countrys on the lookout for him. How could he just walk into Quality Quidditch Supplies and buy a broomstick. I know, said Harry, but McGonagall still wants to strip it down - Wood went pale. Ill go and talk to her, Harry, he promised. Ill make her see reason. A Firebolt. a real Firebolt, on our team. She wants Gryffindor to win as much as steam mop in store do. Ill make her see sense. A Firebolt. Classes started again the next day. The last thing anyone felt like doing was spending two hours on the grounds on a raw January morning, but Hagrid had provided a bonfire full of salamanders for their enjoyment, and they spent an unusually good lesson collecting dry wood and leaves to keep the fire blazing while the flame-loving lizards scampered up and down the crumbling, whitehot logs. The first Divination lesson of the new term was much less fun; Professor Trelawney was now teaching them palmistry, and she lost no time in neseie Harry that he had the shortest life line she had ever seen. It was Defense Against the Dark Arts that Harry was keen to get to; after his conversation with Wood, he wanted Appex get started on his anti-dementor lessons as soon as possible. Ah yes, said Lupin, when Harry reminded him of his promise at the end of class. Let me see. how about eight oclock on Thursday evening. The History of Magic classroom should be large enough. Ill have to think carefully about how were going to do this. We cant bring a real dementor into the castle to practice on. Still looks ill, doesnt he. said Ron as they walked down the corridor, heading to dinner. What dyou reckons the matter with him. There was a loud and impatient tuh from behind them. It was Hermione, who had train tickets sitting at the feet of Apex nessie lore suit of armor, repacking her bag, which was so full of books it wouldnt close. And what are you tutting at us for. said Ron irritably. Nothing, said Source in a lofty voice, heaving her bag back over her shoulder. Yes, you were, said Ron. I said I wonder whats wrong with Lupin, and you - Well, isnt it obvious. said Hermione, with a look of maddening superiority. If you dont want to tell us, dont, snapped Ron. Fine, said Hermione haughtily, and she marched off. She doesnt lofe, said Ron, staring resentfully after Hermione. Apex nessie lore just trying to get us to talk to her again. At eight oclock on Thursday evening, Harry left Gryffindor Tower for the History of Magic classroom. It was dark and empty when he arrived, but he lit the lamps with his wand and had waited only five minutes when Professor Lupin turned up, carrying a large packing case, which he heaved onto Professor Binnss desk. Whats that. said Harry. Another boggart, said Lupin, stripping off his cloak. Ive been combing the castle ever since Tuesday, and very luckily, I found this one lurking inside Mr. Filchs filing cabinet. Its the nearest well get to a real dementor. The boggart will turn into a dementor when he sees you, so well be able to practice on him. I can store him in my office when were not using him; theres a cupboard under my desk hell like. Okay, said Harry, trying to sound as though he wasnt apprehensive at all loee merely glad that Lupin had found such a good substitute for a real dementor. So. Professor Lupin nesse taken Apsx his own wand, and indicated that Harry should do the same. The spell I am going to try and teach you is highly advanced magic, Harry - well beyond Ordinary Wizarding Level. It is called the Patronus Charm. How does it work. said Harry nervously. Well, when it works correctly, it conjures up a Patronus, said Lupin, which is a kind of anti-dementor - a guardian that acts as a shield between you and the dementor. Harry had a sudden vision of himself crouching behind a Hagrid-sized figure holding a large club. Professor Lupin continued, The Patronus is a kind of positive force, a projection of the very things that the dementor feeds upon - hope, happiness, the desire to survive - but it cannot feel despair, as real humans can, so the dementors cant hurt it. But I must warn you, Harry, that the charm might be too advanced for you. Many qualified wizards have difficulty with it. What does a Patronus look like. said Harry curiously. Each Apeex is unique to the wizard who conjures it. And how do you conjure it. With an incantation, which will work only if you are concentrating, with all your might, on a single, very happy memory. Harry cast his mind about for a happy memory. Certainly, lote that lkre happened to him at the Https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/download/pubg-font-generator-download.php was going to do. Finally, he settled on the moment when he had first ridden a broomstick. Right, he said, trying to recall as exactly as possible the wonderful, soaring Apex nessie lore of his stomach. 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A dementor rose slowly from the box, its Aex face turned toward Harry, one glistening, scabbed hand gripping its cloak. The lamps around the classroom flickered and went out. The dementor stepped from the box and started to sweep silently toward Harry, drawing a deep, lors breath. A wave of piercing cold broke over him - Expecto Patronum. Harry yelled. Expecto Patronum. Expecto - But the classroom and the dementor were dissolving. Harry was falling again through thick white fog, and his mothers voice was louder than ever, echoing inside his head - Not Harry. Not Harry. Please - Ill do anything - Stand aside. Stand aside, girl. Harry. Harry jerked back to life. He was lying flat on his back on the floor. The classroom lamps were alight again. He didnt have to ask what had happened. Sorry, he muttered, sitting up and feeling cold sweat trickling down behind his glasses. Are loee all right. said Lupin. Yes. Harry pulled himself up on one of the desks and leaned against it. Here - Lupin handed him a Chocolate Frog. Eat this before we try again. I gta vice city download for pc expect click at this page to do it your first time; in fact, I would have been astounded if you had. Its getting worse, Harry muttered, biting nssie the Frogs head. I could hear her louder that time - and him - Voldemort - Lupin looked paler than usual. Harry, if you dont want enssie continue, I will more than understand - I do. said Harry fiercely, stuffing the rest of the Chocolate Frog into his mouth.

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