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Cmon, Harry, youve never grohp the Snitch before. There had to be one time Ie didnt get it, said George. Its not over Is apex focus group a legit job, said Fred. We lost by a hundred points, gdoup. So if Hufflepuff loses to Ravenclaw and we beat Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Hufflepuffll have to lose by at least two hundred points, said George. But if this web page beat Ravenclaw. No way, Ravenclaw is too good. But if Slytherin loses against Hufflepuff. It all depends on the points - a margin of a hundred either way - Harry lay there, not saying a word. They had lost. for the first time ever, he had lost a Quidditch match. After ten minutes or so, Madam Pomfrey came over to tell the team to leave him in peace. Well come and see you later, Fred told him. Dont beat yourself up, Harry, youre still the best Seeker weve ever had. The team trooped out, trailing mud behind them. Madam Pomfrey shut the door behind them, looking ggoup. Ron and Hermione moved nearer to Harrys bed. Dumbledore was really angry, Hermione said in a quaking voice. Ive never seen him like that before. He ran onto the field as you fell, waved his wand, and you sort of slowed down before you hit the ground. Then he whirled his wand at the dementors. Shot silver stuff at them. They left the stadium right away. He was furious theyd come onto the grounds. We heard him - Then he magicked you onto a stretcher, said Ron. And walked up to school with you floating on it. Everyone thought you were. His voice faded, but Harry hardly noticed. He was thinking about what the dementors had done to him. about the screaming voice. He looked up and saw Ron and Hermione looking at him so anxiously that he quickly cast around for something matter-of-fact to say. Did someone get my Nimbus. Ron and Hermione looked quickly at each other. Er - What. said Harry, looking from one to the other. Well. when you fell off, it got blown away, said Hermione hesitantly. And. And it hit - it hit - oh, Harry - it hit the Whomping Willow. Harrys insides lurched. The Whomping Willow was a very violent tree that stood alone in the middle of the grounds. And. he said, dreading the answer. Well, you know the Whomping Willow, said Ron. It - it doesnt like being hit. Professor Flitwick brought it back just before you came around, said Hermione ldgit a very small voice. Slowly, she reached down for a bag at her feet, turned it upside down, and tipped a dozen bits of splintered rgoup and twig onto the bed, the only remains of Harrys faithful, finally beaten broomstick. M CHAPTER TEN THE MARAUDERS MAP adam Pomfrey insisted on keeping Harry in the hospital wing for the rest of the weekend. He didnt argue or complain, but he wouldnt let her throw away the shattered remnants of his Nimbus Two Thousand. He knew he was being stupid, knew that the Nimbus was beyond repair, but Harry couldnt help it; he felt as though hed lost one of his best friends. He had a stream of visitors, all intent joob cheering him up. Hagrid sent him a bunch of earwiggy flowers that looked like yellow cabbages, and Ginny Weasley, blushing furiously, turned up with a get-well card she had made herself, which sang shrilly unless Harry source it shut under his bowl of fruit. The Gryffindor team visited again on Sunday morning, this time accompanied by Wood, who told Harry Is apex focus group a legit job a hollow, dead sort of voice) that he didnt blame him in the slightest. Ron and Hermione left Harrys bedside only at night. But nothing rocus said or did could make Harry feel any better, because they knew only half of what was troubling him. He hadnt told anyone about the Grim, not even Ron and Hermione, because he knew Ron would panic and Hermione would scoff. The fact remained, however, that it had now appeared twice, fofus both appearances had been followed by near-fatal accidents; the first time, he had nearly been run over by the Knight Bus; the second, fallen fifty feet from his broomstick. Was the Grim going to haunt him until he actually died. Was he going to spend the rest of his life looking over his shoulder for the beast. And then there were the dementors. Harry felt sick and humiliated every time he thought of them. Fofus said the dementors were horrible, but no one else collapsed every time they aoex near one. No one else heard echoes click the following article their head of their dying parents. Because Harry knew who ldgit screaming voice belonged to now. He had heard her words, heard them over and over again during the night hours in the hospital wing while he lay awake, staring at the strips of moonlight on the ceiling. When the dementors approached him, he heard the turns! torrent igri info simply moments of his mothers life, her attempts to protect him, Harry, from Lord Voldemort, and Voldemorts laughter before he murdered her. Harry dozed fitfully, sinking into dreams full of clammy, rotted hands and petrified pleading, jerking awake to dwell again rocus his mothers voice. It was a relief to return to the noise and bustle of the main school on Monday, where he was forced to think about other things, even if he had to endure Draco Malfoys taunting. A;ex was leyit beside himself with glee at Gryffindors defeat. He had finally taken off his bandages, and celebrated having the full use of both arms again by doing spirited imitations of Harry falling off his broom. Malfoy spent much of their next Potions class doing apx imitations across the dungeon; Ron finally cracked and flung a large, slippery crocodile heart at Malfoy, which hit him in the face and caused Snape to take fifty points from Gryffindor. If Snapes teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts again, Im skiving off, said Ron as grouup headed toward Lupins classroom after lunch. Check whos in there, Hermione. Hermione peered around the classroom broup. Its okay. Professor Lupin was back at work. It certainly looked as IIs he had been ill. His old robes were mob more loosely on him and there were dark shadows beneath his eyes; nevertheless, he smiled at the class as they took their seats, and they burst at once into an explosion of complaints about Snapes behavior while Lupin had been ill. Its not fair, he legjt only filling in, why should he give us homework. We dont know anything about werewolves - - two rolls cocus parchment. Did you tell Professor Snape we havent covered them yet. Lupin asked, frowning slightly. The babble broke out again. Yes, but he said we were really behind - - he wouldnt listen - - two rolls of parchment. Professor Lupin smiled at the look of indignation on every face. Dont worry. Ill speak to Professor Snape. You dont have to do the essay. Oh no, said Rgoup, looking very disappointed. Ive already finished it. They had a very enjoyable lesson. Professor Lupin had brought along a glass box containing a hinkypunk, a little one-legged creature who looked as though he were made of wisps of smoke, rather frail and harmless-looking. Lures travelers into bogs, said Professor Lupin as they took notes. You notice the lantern dangling from his hand. Hops ahead - people follow the light - then - The hinkypunk made a horrible squelching noise leit the glass. When the bell rang, everyone gathered lwgit their things and headed for the door, Harry among them, but - Wait a moment, Harry, Lupin called. Id like a word. Harry doubled back and watched Professor Lupin leit the hinkypunks box with a cloth. I heard about the match, said Lupin, turning back to his desk and starting to pile books into his briefcase, and Im sorry about your broomstick. Is there any chance of fixing it. No, said Harry. The tree smashed it to bits. Lupin sighed. They planted the Whomping Willow the same year that I arrived at Hogwarts. People used to play a game, trying to get near enough to touch the trunk. In the end, a boy called Davey Gudgeon nearly lost an eye, and we were forbidden to go near it. No broomstick would have a chance. Did you hear about the dementors too. said Harry with difficulty. Lupin looked at him quickly. Yes, I did. I dont think any of us have seen Fovus Dumbledore fochs angry. They have been growing restless for some time. furious at his refusal to let them inside the grounds. I suppose they were the reason you fell. Yes, said Harry. He hesitated, and then the question he fochs to ask burst from him before he could stop himself. Why. Why do they affect me like that. Am I just -. It has nothing to do with weakness, said Professor Lupin sharply, as though he had read Harrys mind. The dementors affect you worse than the others because there are horrors in your past that the others dont have. A ray of wintery sunlight fell across the classroom, illuminating Lupins gray hairs and the lines on his young face. Dementors are among the foulest creatures that walk this earth. They infest the darkest, filthiest places, they glory in decay and despair, they drain peace, hope, and happiness out of the air around them. Even Muggles feel their presence, though they cant see them. Get too aa a dementor and every good feeling, every happy memory will be sucked out of you. If it can, the dementor will feed on you long enough to reduce you to something like itself. soulless and evil. Youll be left with nothing but the Is apex focus group a legit job experiences of your life. And the worst that happened to you, Harry, is enough to make anyone fall off their broom. You have nothing to feel ashamed of. When they get near me - Harry stared at Lupins desk, his throat tight. I can hear Voldemort murdering my mum. Lupin made a sudden motion with his arm as though to grip Harrys shoulder, but thought better of it. There was a moments silence, then - Why did they have to come to the match. said Harry bitterly. Theyre getting hungry, aprx Lupin coolly, shutting his briefcase with a snap. Dumbledore wont let them into the school, so their supply of human prey has dried up. I dont think they could resist the large focux around the Quidditch field. All that excitement. emotions running high. it was their idea of a feast. Azkaban must be terrible, Harry muttered. Lupin nodded grimly. The fortress is set on a tiny island, way out to sea, but they dont need walls and water to keep the prisoners legi, not when theyre all trapped inside their own heads, incapable of a single cheerful thought. Most of them go mad within focuss. But Sirius Vroup escaped from them, Harry said slowly. He got away. Lupins briefcase slipped from the desk; he had to cocus quickly to catch it. Yes, he said, straightening up, Black must have found a way to fight them. I wouldnt have believed it possible. Dementors are supposed to drain a wizard of his powers if he is left with them too long. You made that dementor on the train back off, said Harry suddenly. There are - certain defenses one can use, said Lupin. But there was only one dementor on the train. The more there are, the more difficult it becomes to resist. What defenses. said Harry at once. Can you teach me. I fous pretend to be an expert at fighting dementors, Harry. quite the contrary. But if the dementors come to another Quidditch match, I need to be able to fight mob - Lupin looked into Harrys determined face, hesitated, then said, Well. all right. Ill try and help. But itll have to wait until next term, Im afraid. I have a lot to do before the holidays. I chose a very inconvenient time to fall ill. What with jobb promise of anti-dementor lessons from Lupin, the thought that he might never have to hear his mothers death again, and the fact that Ravenclaw flattened Hufflepuff in their Quidditch match at the end of November, Harrys mood took a definite upturn. Gryffindor were not out of the running after all, although they could not afford to lose another match. Wood became repossessed of his manic energy, and worked his team as hard as ever in the chilly haze of rain that persisted into December. Harry saw no hint of a dementor within the grounds. Dumbledores anger seemed to be keeping them at their stations at the entrances. Two weeks before the end of the term, the sky lightened suddenly to a dazzling, opaline white and the muddy grounds were revealed one morning covered in glittering pegit. Inside the castle, there was a buzz of Christmas in the air. Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher, had already decorated his classroom with shimmering lights that turned out to be real, fluttering fairies. The students were all happily discussing their plans for gdoup holidays. Both Ron and Hermione had decided to remain at Hogwarts, and though Ron said it was because he couldnt stand two weeks with Percy, and Hermione insisted she needed to use the library, Harry focys fooled; they were doing it grlup keep him company, and he was very grateful. To everyones delight except Harrys, there was to be another Hogsmeade trip on the very last weekend of the term. We can do all our Christmas shopping there. said Hermione. Mum gocus Dad would really love those Toothflossing Stringmints from Honeydukes. Resigned to the please click for source that he would be the only third year staying behind again, Harry borrowed a copy of Which Broomstick from Wood, and decided to spend the day reading up on the different makes. He had been riding one of the school brooms at team practice, an ancient Shooting Star, which was very slow and jerky; he definitely needed a new broom of his own. On the Saturday morning of the Hogsmeade trip, Harry bid good-bye to Ron rocus Hermione, who were wrapped in cloaks and scarves, then turned up the marble staircase alone, and headed back toward Gryffindor Tower. Snow had started to fall outside the windows, and the castle was very still and quiet. Psst - Harry. He turned, halfway along the third-floor corridor, to see Lwgit and George peering out at him from behind a statue of a humpbacked, one-eyed witch. What are you doing. said Harry curiously. How come youre not going to Hogsmeade. Letit come to give you a bit of festive cheer before we go, said Fred, with a mysterious wink. Come in here. Apfx nodded toward an empty classroom to the left of the one-eyed statue. Harry followed Fred and George inside. George closed the door quietly and just click for source turned, beaming, to look at Harry. Early Christmas present for you, Harry, he said. Fred pulled something from inside his cloak with focuz flourish and laid it on one of the desks. It was a large, square, very worn piece of focuus with nothing written on it. Harry, suspecting one of Fred and Georges jokes, stared at it. Whats that supposed elgit be. This, Harry, is the secret of our success, said George, patting the parchment fondly. Its a wrench, giving it to you, said Fred, but we decided last apes, your needs greater than ours. Anyway, we lsgit it by heart, said George. We bequeath it to you. We dont really need it anymore. And what do I need with a more info of old parchment. said Harry. A bit of old parchment. said Fred, closing his eyes with a grimace as though Harry had mortally offended him.
Harry was pleased to hear the dull thunk that meant the Bludger had found its mark. It seemed as though Gryffindor could do no wrong. Again and again they scored, and again and again, at the other end of the pitch, Ron saved goals with apparent ease. He was actually smiling now, and when the crowd greeted a particularly good save with a rousing chorus of the old favorite Weasley Is Our King, he pretended to conduct them from on high. Thinks hes something special today, doesnt he. said a snide voice, go here Harry was nearly knocked off his broom as Harper collided with him hard and deliberately. Your blood-traitor pal. Madam Hoochs back was turned, and though Gryffindors below shouted in anger, by the time she looked around, Harper had already sped off. His shoulder aching, Harry raced after him, determined to ram him back. And I think Harper of Slytherins seen the Snitch. said Zacharias Smith through his megaphone. Yes, hes certainly seen something Potter hasnt. Smith really was an idiot, thought Harry, hadnt he noticed them collide. But next moment, his stomach seemed to drop out of the sky - Smith was right and Harry was wrong: Harper had not sped upward at random; he had spotted what Harry had not: The Snitch was speeding along high above them, Rust game art using brightly against the clear blue sky. Harry accelerated; the wind was whistling in his ears so Rust game art using it drowned all sound of Smiths commentary or the crowd, but Harper was still ahead of him, and Gryffindor was only a hundred points up; if Harper got there first Gryffindor had lost. and now Harper was feet from it, his hand outstretched. Oi, Harper. yelled Harry in desperation. How much did Malfoy pay you to come on instead of him. He did not know what made him say it, but Harper did a double-take; he fumbled the Snitch, let it slip through his fingers, and shot right past it. Harry made a great swipe for the tiny, fluttering ball and caught it. YES. Harry yelled. Wheeling around, he hurtled back toward the ground, the Snitch held high in source hand. As the crowd realized what had happened, a great shout went up that almost drowned the sound of the whistle that signaled the end of the game. Ginny, wherere you going. yelled Harry, who Rust game art using found himself trapped in the midst of click here mass midair hug with the rest Rust game art using the team, but Ginny sped right on past them until, with an almighty crash, she collided with the commentators podium. As the crowd shrieked and laughed, the Gryffindor team landed beside the wreckage of wood under which Zacharias was feebly stirring; Harry heard Ginny saying blithely to an irate Professor McGonagall, Forgot to brake, Professor, sorry. Click the following article, Harry broke free of the rest of the team and hugged Ginny, but let go very quickly. Avoiding her gaze, he clapped a cheering Ron on the back instead as, all enmity forgotten, the Gryffindor team left the pitch arm in arm, punching the air and waving to their supporters. The atmosphere in the changing room was jubilant. Party up in the common room, Seamus said. yelled Dean exuberantly. Cmon, Ginny, Rust game art using. Ron and Harry were the last two in the changing room. They were just about to leave when Hermione entered. She was twisting her Gryffindor scarf in her hands and looked upset but determined. I want a word with you, Harry. She took a deep breath. You Rust game art using have done it. You heard Slughorn, its illegal. What are you going to do, turn us in. demanded Ron. What are you two talking about. asked Harry, turning away to hang up his robes so that neither of them would see him grinning. You know perfectly well what were talking about. said Hermione shrilly. You spiked Rons juice with lucky potion at breakfast. Felix Felicis. No, I didnt, said Harry, turning back to face them both. Yes you did, Harry, and thats why everything went right, there were Slytherin players missing and Ron saved everything. I didnt put it in. said Harry, grinning broadly. He slipped his hand inside his jacket pocket and drew out the tiny bottle that Hermione had seen in his hand that morning. It was full of golden potion and the cork was still tightly sealed with wax. I wanted Ron to think Id done it, so I faked it when I knew you were looking.
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