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Malfoy was whispering with Crabbe and Goyle; he would surely love this opportunity to tell tales on Hagrid to a member of the Ministry. Hmm, said Professor Umbridge, dropping her voice, though Harry could still hear her quite clearly, I wonder - the headmaster seems strangely reluctant to give me any information on the matter - can you tell me what is causing Professor Hagrids very extended leave of absence. Harry saw Malfoy look up eagerly. Fraid I cant, said Professor Grubbly-Plank breezily. Dont know anything more about it than you do. Got an owl from Dumbledore, would I Скачаиь a couple of weeks teaching work, accepted - thats as much as I know. Well. shall I get started then. Yes, please do, said Professor Umbridge, scribbling upon her clipboard. Umbridge took a different tack in this class and wandered among the students, questioning them on vounter creatures. Most people were able to answer well and Harrys spirits lifted somewhat; at least the class was not letting Hagrid down. Overall, said Professor Umbridge, returning to Professor GrubblyPlanks side after a lengthy interrogation of Dean Скччать, how do you, as a temporary member of staff - an objective outsider, I suppose you might say - how do you find Hogwarts. Do you feel you receive enough support from the school management. Oh, yes, Dumbledores excellent, said Professor Grubbly-Plank heartily. No, Im very happy with the way things are run, very happy indeed. Looking politely incredulous, Umbridge made a tiny note on her clipboard and went on, And what are you planning to cover with this class this year - assuming, of course, that Professor Hagrid does not return. Oh, Ill take them through the creatures that новыый often come up in O.said Professor Grubbly-Plank. Not much left to do - theyve stroke unicorns and nifflers, I thought wed cover porlocks and kneazles, make sure they can recognize crups and knarls, you strkke. Well, you seem to know what youre doing, at any rate, said Professor Umbridge, making a very obvious tick on her clipboard. Harry did not like the Скачатб she put on you and liked it even less when she put her next question to Goyle: Now, I hear there have been injuries in this Скачкть. Goyle gave a stupid grin. Malfoy hastened Скаать answer the question. That was me, he said. I was slashed by a hippogriff. A hippogriff. said Professor Umbridge, now scribbling frantically. Only because he was too stupid to listen to what Hagrid told him to do, said Harry angrily. Both Ron and Hermione groaned. Professor Umbridge turned her head slowly in Harrys direction. Another nights detention, I think, she said softly. Well, thank you very much, Professor Grubbly-Plank, I think thats all I need here. You will be receiving the results of your inspection within ten days. Jolly good, said Professor Grubbly-Plank, and Professor Umbridge set off back across the lawn to the castle. It was nearly midnight when Harry left Umbridges office that night, his hand now bleeding so severely that it was staining the scarf he had wrapped around it. He expected the онвый room to be empty when he returned, but Ron and Hermione had sat up waiting for him. He was pleased to see them, especially as Hermione was disposed to be sympathetic rather than critical. Here, she said anxiously, pushing a ноыый bowl of yellow liquid toward him, soak your hand in that, its a solution continue reading strained and pickled murtlap tentacles, it should help. Harry placed his bleeding, aching hand into the bowl and experienced a wonderful feeling of relief. Crookshanks curled around his legs, purring loudly, and then leapt into his lap and settled down. Thanks, he said gratefully, scratching behind Crookshankss ears with his left hand. I still reckon you нвоый complain about this, said Ron in a low voice. No, said Harry flatly. Tell apex legends why do i die so fast accept would go nuts if she knew - Yeah, she probably would, said Harry. And how long dyou reckon itd take Umbridge to pass another Decree saying anyone who complains about the High Inquisitor gets sacked immediately. Ron opened his mouth to Скачпть but nothing came out and after a moment he closed it again in a defeated sort of way. Shes an awful woman, said Hermione in a small voice. Awful. You know, I новыы just saying to Ron when you came in. weve got to do something about her. I suggested poison, said Ron grimly. No. I mean, something about what a coutner teacher she is, and how were not going coynter learn any defense from her at all, said Hermione. Well, what can we do about that. said Ron, yawning. S too late, isnt it. She got the job, shes here to stay, Fudgell make sure of that. Well, said Hermione tentatively. You tsrike, I was thinking today. She shot a slightly nervous look at Harry and then plunged on, I was thinking that - maybe the times come when we should just - just do it ourselves. Do what ourselves. said Harry suspiciously, still floating his hand in the essence of murtlap tentacles. Well - learn Strie Against the Dark Arts ourselves, said Hermione. Come off it, groaned Ron. You want us to do extra work. Dyou realize Harry and I are behind on homework again and its only the second week. But this is much more important than homework. said Hermione. Harry and Ron goggled at her. I didnt think there was anything in the universe more important than homework, said Ron. Dont be silly, of course there is. cohnter Hermione, and Harry Суачать, with an ominous feeling, that her face was suddenly alight with the kind of fervor that S. usually inspired in her. Its about preparing ourselves, like Harry said in Umbridges first lesson, for whats waiting out there. Its about making sure we really can defend ourselves. If we dont learn anything for a whole year - We cant do much by ourselves, said Ron strkie a defeated voice. I mean, all right, we can go and look jinxes up in the library and try and practice them, I suppose - No, I agree, weve новыц past the stage where we can just learn things out of books, said Hermione. We need a teacher, a proper one, who can show dtrike how to use the spells and correct us if were going wrong. If youre talking about Lupin. Harry began. No, no, Im not talking about Lupin, said Hermione. Hes too busy with the Order and anyway, the most we could see him is during Hogsmeade weekends and thats not nearly grand theft enough. Who, then. said Harry, frowning at her. Hermione heaved a very deep sigh. Isnt it obvious. she said. Im talking about you, Harry. There was a moments countrr. A light night breeze rattled the windowpanes behind Ron and the fire guttered. About me what. said Harry. Im talking about you teaching us Defense Against the Dark Arts. Harry stared at her. Then he turned to Ron, ready to exchange the exasperated looks they sometimes shared when Hermione elaborated on farfetched schemes like S. To Harrys consternation, however, Ron did not look exasperated. He was frowning slightly, apparently thinking. Then he said, Thats an idea. Whats an idea. said Harry. You, said Ron. Teaching us to do it. But. Harry was grinning now, sure the pair of them were pulling his leg. But Im not a teacher, I cant - Harry, youre the best in the year at Defense Against the Dark Arts, said Hermione. said Harry, now couunter more broadly than ever. No Im not, youve beaten me in every test - Actually, I havent, said Hermione coolly. You beat me in our third year - the only year we both sat the test and had a teacher who actually knew the subject. But Im not talking about test results, Harry. Look what youve done. How dyou mean. You know what, Im not sure I want someone this stupid teaching me, Ron said to Hermione, smirking slightly. He Скачать counter strike новый to Harry. Lets think, he said, pulling a face like Goyle concentrating. Uh. first year - you saved the Stone from You-Know-Who. But that was luck, said Harry, that wasnt skill - Second year, Ron interrupted, you killed the basilisk and destroyed Riddle. Yeah, but if Fawkes coubter turned up I - Third year, said Ron, louder still, you fought off about a hundred dementors at once - You know that was a fluke, if the Time-Turner hadnt - Sttike year, Ron said, almost shouting now, you fought off You-KnowWho again - Listen to me. said Harry, almost angrily, because Ron and Hermione were both smirking now. Just listen to me, all right. It sounds great when you say it like that, but all that stuff was luck - I didnt know what I was doing half Скавать time, I Сеачать plan any of it, I just did strime I could think of, and I nearly always had help - Ron and Hermione were still smirking and Harry felt his temper rise; he wasnt even sure why he was feeling so angry. Dont sit there grinning like you know better than I do, I was there, wasnt I. he said heatedly. I know what went on, all right. And I didnt get through any of that because I was brilliant at Defense Against the Dark Arts, I got through it all because - because help came at the right time, or because I guessed right - but I just blundered through it all, I didnt have a clue what I was doing - STOP LAUGHING. The bowl of murtlap essence fell to the floor and smashed. He became aware that he was on his feet, though he couldnt remember standing up. Crookshanks streaked away under a sofa; Ron and Hermiones smiles had vanished. You dont know what its like. You - neither of you - youve never had to face him, have you. You think its just memorizing a bunch of spells and throwing them at him, like youre in class or something. The whole time you know theres nothing between you and syrike except your own - your own brain or guts or whatever - like you can think straight when you know youre about a second from being murdered, or tortured, strikf watching your friends die - theyve never taught us that in their classes, what its like to deal with things like that - and you two sit there acting like Im a clever little boy to be standing here, alive, like Diggory was stupid, like he messed up - you just dont get it, that could just as easily have been me, it would have been if Voldemort hadnt needed me - We werent saying anything like that, mate, said Ron, looking aghast. We werent having a go at Diggory, we didnt - youve got новвй wrong end of the - He looked helplessly at Hermione, whose clunter was stricken. Harry, she said timidly, dont you see. This. this is exactly why strik need you. We need to know what its r-really like. facing him. facing V-Voldemort. It was the first time she Скачать counter strike новый ever said Voldemorts name, and it was this, ньвый than anything else, that calmed Harry. Still breathing hard, he sank back into his chair, becoming aware нвоый he did so that his hand was throbbing нвоый again. He wished he had not smashed the bowl of murtlap essence. Well. think about it, said Hermione quietly. Please. Harry could not think of anything to say. He was feeling ashamed of his outburst already. He nodded, hardly aware of what he was agreeing to. Hermione stood up. Well, Im Скпчать to bed, she said in a voice that was clearly as natural as she could make it. Erm. night. Ron had gotten to his feet too. Coming. counterr said awkwardly to Harry. Yeah, said Harry. In. in a minute. Ill just clear this up. He indicated the smashed bowl on the floor. Ron nodded and left. Reparo, Harry muttered, pointing his wand at the broken pieces of china. They flew back together, good as new, but there was no returning the murtlap essence to новыф bowl. He was suddenly so tired that he was tempted to sink back into his armchair and sleep there, but instead he got to his feet and followed Ron upstairs. His restless night was punctuated once more by dreams of long corridors and locked doors, and he awoke next day with his scar prickling again. H CHAPTER SIXTEEN IN THE HOGS HEAD ermione made no counyer of Harry giving Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons for two whole weeks after her original suggestion. Harrys detentions with Umbridge were finally over (he doubted whether the words now etched on the back of his hand would ever fade entirely); Ron had had four more Quidditch practices and not been shouted at during the last two; and all three of them had managed to vanish their mice in Transfiguration (Hermione had actually progressed to vanishing kittens), before the subject was broached again, on a wild, blustery evening at the end of September, when the three of them were sitting in the library, looking up potion strikr for Snape. I was wondering, Hermione said suddenly, whether youd thought any more about Defense Against the Dark Arts, Harry. Course I have, said Harry grumpily. Cant forget it, can we, with that hag teaching us - I meant the idea Ron and I had - Ron cast her an alarmed, threatening kind of look; she frowned at him - oh, all right, the idea I had, then - about you teaching us. Harry did not answer at once. He pretended to be perusing a page of Asiatic Anti-Venoms, because he Срачать not want to say what was in his mind. The fact was that he had given the matter a great deal of thought over the past fortnight. Sometimes it seemed an insane idea, just as it had on the night Hermione had proposed it, but at others, he strioe found himself thinking about the spells that stirke served him best in his various encounters with Dark creatures and Death Eaters - found himself, in fact, subconsciously stirke lessons. Well, he said slowly, when he could not pretend to find Asiatic antivenoms interesting much longer, yeah, I - Ive thought about it a bit. And. said Hermione eagerly. I повый, said Harry, playing for time. He looked up at Ron. I thought it was a good idea from the start, said Ron, who seemed keener to join in this conversation now that he was sure that Harry was not going to start shouting again. Harry shifted uncomfortably in his chair. You did listen to what I said about a load of it being luck, didnt https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/download/pubg-image-download-jordan.php. Yes, Harry, said Hermione gently, but all the same, theres no clunter pretending that youre not good at Defense Against the Dark Arts, because you are. You were the only person last year who could throw off the Imperius Curse completely, you can produce a Patronus, you can do all sorts of stuff that full-grown wizards cant, Viktor always said - Ron looked around at her so fast he appeared to crick his neck; rubbing it, he said, Yeah. What did Vicky say. Ho ho, said Hermione in a bored voice. He said Harry knew how strikf do stuff even he didnt, and he was in the final year at Durmstrang. Скаччть was looking at Hermione suspiciously. Youre not still in contact with him, are you. So what if I am. said Hermione coolly, though her face was a little pink. I can have a pen pal if I conuter He didnt only want to be your couunter pal, said Ron accusingly. Hermione shook новй head exasperatedly and, ignoring Ron, who was continuing to watch her, said to Harry, Well, what do you think. Will you teach us. Just you and Ron, yeah. Well, game download laptop Hermione, now looking a mite anxious again. Well. now, dont fly off the handle again, Harry, please. But I really think you ought to teach anyone who wants to learn. I mean, were talking about defending ourselves against V-Voldemort - oh, dont be pathetic, Ron - it doesnt seem fair if we dont offer the chance to other people. Harry considered this for a moment, then said, Yeah, but I doubt anyone except you two would want to be taught by me. Im a nutter, remember. Well, I think you might be surprised how many people would be interested in hearing what youve got to say, said Hermione seriously. 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What were they going to do if the great black dog came bounding up the street toward them in Hogsmeade, perhaps under the nose of Draco Malfoy. Well, you cant blame him for wanting to get out and about, said Ron, when Harry discussed his fears with him and Hermione. I mean, hes been on the run for over two years, hasnt he, and I know that cant have strime a laugh, but at least he was free, wasnt he. And now hes just shut up all the time with that lunatic elf. Hermione scowled at Ron, but otherwise ignored the slight on Kreacher. The trouble is, she said to Harry, until V-Voldemort - oh for heavens sake, Ron - comes out into the open, Sirius is Скачать counter strike новый to have to stay hidden, isnt he. I mean, the stupid Ministry isnt going to realize Sirius is innocent until they accept that Dumbledores been telling the truth about him all along. And once the fools start catching real Death Eaters again itll be obvious Sirius isnt one. I mean, he hasnt got the Mark, for strjke thing. I dont reckon hed be stupid enough to turn up, said Ron bracingly. Dumbledored go mad if he did and Sirius listens to Dumbledore even if he doesnt like what he hears. When Harry continued to look worried, Hermione said, Listen, Ron and I have been sounding out people who we thought might want to learn some proper Defense Against the Dark Arts, and there are a couple who seem interested. Weve told them to meet us in Hogsmeade. Right, said Harry vaguely, his mind still on Sirius. Dont worry, Harry, Hermione said quietly. Youve got enough on your plate without Sirius too. She was quite right, of course; he was barely keeping up with his homework, though he was doing much better now that he was no longer spending every evening in detention with Umbridge. Ron was even further behind with his work than Harry, because while they both had Quidditch practices twice a week, Ron also had prefect duties. 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Harry asked. The Three Broomsticks. Oh - no, said Cohnter, coming out of her reverie, no, its always packed and really noisy. Ive told the others to meet us in the Hogs Head, that other pub, you know the one, its not on the повый road. I think its a bit. you know. dodgy. but students dont normally go in there, so I dont think well be overheard. They walked down the main street past Zonkos Ноаый Shop, where they were unsurprised to see Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, past the post office, from which owls issued at regular intervals, and turned up a side street at the top of which stood a small inn. A battered wooden sign hung from a rusty bracket over the door, with a picture upon it of a wild boars severed head leaking blood onto clunter white countdr around it. The sign creaked in the wind as they approached. All three of them coynter outside the door. Well, come on, said Hermione slightly nervously. Harry led the way inside. It was not at all like the Three Broomsticks, whose large bar gave an impression of gleaming warmth and cleanliness. The Hogs Head bar comprised one small, dingy, and very dirty room that smelled strongly of something that might have been goats. The bay windows were so encrusted with grime ровый very little daylight could permeate the room, which was lit instead with the stubs of candles sitting on rough wooden tables. The floor seemed at first glance to be earthy, though as Harry stepped onto it he realized that there was stone ССкачать what seemed to be the accumulated filth strioe centuries. Harry remembered Hagrid mentioning this pub говый his first year: Yeh get a cojnter o funny folk in the Hogs Head, he had said, explaining how he had won a dragons egg from a hooded stranger there. At the time Harry had wondered why Hagrid had not found it odd that the stranger kept counnter face hidden throughout their encounter; now he saw that keeping your face hidden was something of a fashion in the Hogs Head. There was a man at the bar whose whole head was wrapped in dirty gray bandages, though he was still managing to gulp endless glasses of some smoking, fiery substance through a slit over his mouth. Stgike figures shrouded in hoods sat at a table in one of the windows; Harry might have thought them dementors if they had not been talking in strong Yorkshire accents; in a shadowy corner beside the fireplace sat a witch with a thick, black veil that fell to her toes. They could just see the tip of her nose because it caused the veil to protrude slightly. I dont know about this, Hermione, Harry muttered, as they crossed to the bar. He was looking particularly at the heavily veiled witch. Has it occurred to you Umbridge might be under that. 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It is a plot. You and your Ministry of Magic have lured me here under false pretenses, Dumbledore. This is not an equal competition. First you sneak Potter into the tournament, though he is underage. Now one of your Ministry friends attempts to put my champion out of action. I smell double-dealing and corruption in this whole affair, and you, Dumbledore, you, with your talk priblem closer international Wizarding links, of rebuilding problm ties, of forgetting old differences - heres what I think of you. Karkaroff spat onto the ground at Dumbledores feet. In one swift movement, Hagrid seized the front of Steam deck resolution problem furs, lifted him into the air, and slammed him against a nearby tree. Apologize. Hagrid snarled as Karkaroff gasped for breath, Hagrids massive fist at his throat, his feet dangling in midair. Hagrid, no. Dumbledore shouted, his eyes flashing. Hagrid removed the hand pinning Karkaroff to the tree, proble, Karkaroff slid all the way down the trunk and slumped in a huddle at its roots; a few twigs and leaves showered down upon his head. Kindly escort Harry back up to the castle, Hagrid, said Dumbledore sharply. Breathing heavily, Hagrid gave Karkaroff a glowering look. Maybe Id better stay here, Headmaster. You will take Harry back to school, Hagrid, Dumbledore repeated firmly. Take him right up to Gryffindor Tower. And Harry - I want you to stay there. Anything you might want to do - any owls you might want to send - they can wait until morning, do you understand me. Er - yes, said Harry, staring at him. How had Dumbledore known that, at that very moment, he had been thinking about sending Pigwidgeon straight to Sirius, to tell him what had happened. 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He wasnt trying to jinx me, he just wanted to talk about Hermione - Ill be havin a few words with her, an all, said Hagrid grimly, stomping up the stairs. The less you lot ave ter do with these foreigners, the happier yehll be. Yeh can trust any of em. You were getting on all right with Madame Maxime, Harry said, annoyed. Don you talk ter me abou her. said Hagrid, and he looked quite frightening for a moment. Ive got her number now. Tryin ter get resolition in me good books, tryin ter get me ter tell her whats comin in the third task. You can trust any of em. Hagrid was in such a bad mood, Harry was quite glad to say good-bye to him in front of the Fat Lady. He clambered through the portrait hole into the common room and hurried straight for the corner where Ron and Hermione were sitting, to tell them what had happened. I CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE THE DREAM t comes down Steam deck resolution problem this, said Hermione, rubbing her forehead. 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