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Nevilles childhood had been blighted by Voldemort just as much as Harrys had, but Neville had no idea how close he had come to having Harrys destiny. The prophecy could have referred to either of them, yet, for his own inscrutable reasons, Voldemort had chosen to believe that Harry was the one meant. Had Voldemort chosen Neville, it would be Neville sitting opposite Harry bearing the lightning-shaped scar and the weight of the prophecy. Or would it. Would Nevilles mother have died to save him, as Lily had died for Harry. Surely she would. But what if she had been unable to stand between her son and Voldemort. Would there then have been no Chosen One at all. An empty seat where Neville now sat and a scarless Harry who would have been kissed good-bye by his own mother, not Rons. You all right, Harry. You look funny, said Neville. Harry started. Sorry - I - Wrackspurt got you. asked Luna sympathetically, peering at Harry through her enormous colored spectacles. I - what. A Wrackspurt. Theyre invisible. They float in through your ears and make your brain go fuzzy, she said. I thought I felt one zooming around in here. She flapped her hands at thin air, as though beating off large invisible moths. Harry and Neville caught each others eyes and hastily began to talk of Quidditch. The weather beyond the train windows was as patchy as it had been all summer; they passed through stretches of the chilling mist, then out into weak, clear sunlight. It was during one of the clear spells, when the sun was visible almost directly overhead, that Ron and Hermione entered the compartment at last. Wish the lunch trolley would hurry up, Im starving, said Ron longingly, slumping into the seat beside Harry and rubbing his stomach. Hi, Neville. Hi, Luna. Guess what. he added, turning to Harry. Malfoys not doing prefect duty. Hes just sitting in his compartment with the other Slytherins, we saw him when we passed. Harry sat up straight, interested. It was not like Malfoy to pass up the chance to demonstrate his power as prefect, which he had happily abused all the previous year. What did he do when he saw you. The usual, said Ron indifferently, demonstrating a rude hand gesture. Not like him, though, is it. Well - that is - he did the hand gesture again - but why isnt he out there bullying first years. Dunno, said Harry, but his mind was racing. Didnt this look as though Malfoy had more important things on his mind than bullying younger students. Maybe he preferred the Inquisitorial Squad, said Hermione. Maybe being a prefect seems a bit tame after that. I dont think so, said Harry. I think hes - But before he could expound on his theory, the compartment door slid open again and a breathless third-year girl stepped inside. Im supposed to deliver these to Neville Longbottom and Harry P-Potter, she faltered, as her eyes met Harrys and she turned scarlet. She was holding out two scrolls of parchment tied with violet ribbon. Perplexed, Harry and Neville took the scroll addressed to each of them and the girl stumbled back out of the compartment. What is it. Ron demanded, as Harry unrolled his. An invitation, said Harry. Harry, I would be delighted if you would join me for a bite of lunch in compartment C. Sincerely, Professor H. Slughorn Whos Professor Slughorn. asked Neville, looking perplexedly at his own invitation. New teacher, said Harry. Well, I suppose well have to go, wont we. But what does he want me for. asked Neville nervously, as though he was expecting detention. No idea, said Harry, which was not entirely true, though he had no proof yet that his hunch was correct. Listen, he added, seized by a sudden brain wave, lets go under the Invisibility Cloak, then we might get a good look at Malfoy on the way, see what hes up to. This idea, however, came to nothing: The corridors, which were packed with people on the lookout for the lunch trolley, were impossible to negotiate while wearing the Cloak. Harry stowed it regretfully back in his bag, reflecting https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/call-duty/coc-online.php it would have been nice to wear it just to avoid all the staring, which seemed to have increased in intensity even since he had last walked down the train. Every now and then, students would hurtle out of their compartments to get a better look at him. The exception was Cho Chang, who darted into her compartment when she saw Harry coming. As Harry passed the window, he saw her deep in determined conversation with her friend Marietta, who was wearing a very thick layer of makeup that did not entirely obscure the odd formation of pimples still etched across her face. Smirking slightly, Harry pushed on. When they reached compartment C, they saw at once that they were not Slughorns only invitees, although judging by the enthusiasm of Slughorns welcome, Harry was the most warmly anticipated. 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Belby started and accepted what looked like half a cold pheasant. I was just telling young Marcus here that I had the pleasure of teaching his Uncle Damocles, Slughorn told Harry and Neville, now passing around a basket of rolls. Outstanding wizard, outstanding, and his Order of Merlin most well-deserved. Do you see much of your uncle, Marcus. Unfortunately, Belby had just taken a large mouthful of pheasant; in his haste to answer Slughorn he swallowed too fast, turned purple, and began to choke. Anapneo, said Slughorn calmly, pointing his wand at Belby, whose airway seemed to clear at once. Not. not much of him, no, gasped Belby, his eyes streaming. Well, of course, I daresay hes busy, said Slughorn, looking questioningly at Belby. I doubt he invented the Wolfsbane Potion without considerable hard work. I suppose. said Belby, who seemed afraid to take another bite of pheasant until he was sure that Slughorn had finished with him. Er. he and my dad dont get on very well, you see, so I dont really know much about. His voice tailed away as Slughorn gave him a cold smile and turned to McLaggen instead. Now, you, Cormac, said Slughorn, I happen to know you see a lot of your Uncle Tiberius, because he has a rather splendid picture of the two of you hunting nogtails in, I think, Norfolk. Oh, yeah, that was fun, that was, said McLaggen. We went with Bertie Higgs and Rufus Scrimgeour - this was before he became Minister, obviously - Ah, you know Bertie and Rufus too. beamed Slughorn, now offering around a small tray of pies; somehow, Belby was missed out. Now tell me. It was as Harry had suspected. Everyone here seemed to have been invited because they were connected to somebody well-known or influential - everyone except Ginny. Zabini, who was interrogated after McLaggen, turned out to have a famously beautiful witch for a mother (from what Harry could make out, she had been married seven times, each of her husbands dying mysteriously and leaving her mounds of gold). It was Nevilles turn next: This was a very uncomfortable ten minutes, for Nevilles parents, well-known Aurors, had been tortured into insanity by Bellatrix Lestrange and a couple of Death Eater cronies. At the end of Nevilles interview, Harry had the impression that Slughorn was reserving judgment on Neville, yet to see whether he had any of his parents flair. And now, said Slughorn, shifting massively in his seat with the air of a compere introducing his star act. Harry Potter. Where to begin. I feel I barely scratched the surface when we met over the summer. He contemplated Harry for a moment as though he was a particularly large and succulent piece of pheasant, then said, The Chosen One, theyre calling you now. Harry said nothing. Belby, McLaggen, and Zabini were all staring at him. Of course, said Slughorn, watching Harry closely, there have been rumors for years. I remember when - well - after that terrible night - Lily - James - and you survived - and the word was that you must have powers beyond the ordinary - Zabini gave a tiny little cough that was clearly supposed to indicate amused skepticism. An angry voice burst out from behind Slughorn. Yeah, Zabini, because youre so talented. at posing. Oh dear. chuckled Slughorn comfortably, looking around at Ginny, who was glaring at Zabini around Slughorns great belly. You want to be careful, Blaise. I saw this young lady perform the most marvelous Bat-Bogey Hex as I was passing her carriage. I wouldnt cross her. Zabini merely looked contemptuous. Anyway, said Slughorn, turning back to Harry. Such rumors this summer. Of course, one doesnt know what to believe, the Prophet has been known to print inaccuracies, make mistakes - but there seems little doubt, given the number of witnesses, that there was quite a disturbance at the Ministry and that you were there in the thick of it all. Harry, who could not see any way out of this without flatly lying, nodded but still said nothing. Slughorn beamed at him. So modest, so modest, no wonder Dumbledore is so fond Baldurs gate 3 quarterstaff vs you were there, then. But the rest of the stories - so sensational, of course, one doesnt know quite what to believe - this fabled prophecy, for instance - We never heard a prophecy, said Neville, turning geranium pink as he said it. Thats right, said Ginny staunchly. Neville and I were both there too, and all this Chosen One rubbish is just the Prophet making things up as usual. 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Good gracious, its getting dark already. I didnt notice that theyd lit the lamps. Youd better go and change into your robes, all of you. McLaggen, you must drop by and borrow that book on nogtails. Harry, Blaise - any time youre passing. Same goes for you, miss, he twinkled at Ginny. Well, off you go, off you go. As he pushed past Harry into the darkening corridor, Zabini shot him a filthy look that Harry returned with interest. He, Ginny, and Neville followed Zabini back along the train. Im glad thats over, muttered Neville. Strange man, isnt he. Yeah, he is a bit, said Harry, his eyes on Zabini. How come you ended click to see more in there, Ginny. He saw me hex Zacharias Smith, said Ginny. You remember that idiot from Hufflepuff who was in the D. 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True, there was little of the journey left - Hogsmeade Station had to be less than half an hour away, judging by the wildness of the scenery flashing by the windows - but nobody else seemed prepared to take Harrys suspicions seriously, so it was down to him to prove them. Ill see you two later, said Harry under his breath, pulling out his Invisibility Cloak and flinging it over himself. But whatre you -. asked Neville. Later. whispered Harry, darting after Zabini as quietly as possible, though the rattling of the train made such caution almost pointless.
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