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Ready, said Harry, trying hard to fill his head with happy thoughts about Gryffindor winning, and not dark thoughts about what was going to happen when the box opened. said Lupin, pulling off the lid. The room went icily cold and dark once more. The dementor glided forward, drawing its breath; one rotting hand was extending toward Harry - Expecto Patronum. Harry yelled. Expecto Patronum. Expecto Pat - White fog obscured his senses. big, blurred shapes were moving around him. then came a new voice, a mans voice, shouting, panicking - Lily, take Harry and go. Its him. Run. Ill hold him off - The sounds of someone stumbling from a room - a door bursting open - pin cackle of high-pitched laughter - Fal,out. Harry. wake up. Lupin was tapping Harry hard hobby the face. This time it was a minute before Harry understood why he was lying on a dusty classroom floor. I heard my dad, Harry mumbled. Thats the first time Ive ever heard him - he congratulate, pubg game video download crack all to take on Voldemort himself, to give my mum time to run for it. Harry suddenly realized that there were tears on his face mingling with the sweat. He bent his face as low as possible, wiping them off on his robes, pretending to do up his shoelace, so that Lupin wouldnt see. You heard James. said Lupin in a strange voice. Yeah commnds. Face dry, Harry looked up. Why - you didnt know my dad, did you. I - I did, as a matter of fact, said Lupin. We were friends at Hogwarts. Listen, Harry - perhaps we should leave it here for tonight. This charm is ridiculously advanced. I shouldnt have suggested putting you through this. said Harry. He got up again. Ill have one more read article. Im not thinking of happy enough things, thats what it is. Hang on. He racked his brains. A really, really happy memory. one that he could turn into a good, strong Patronus. The moment when hed first found out he was a wizard, and would be leaving the Dursleys for Hogwarts. If that wasnt a happy memory, he didnt know what was. Concentrating very hard on how he had felt when hed realized hed be leaving Privet Drive, Harry got to his feet and faced the packing case once more. Ready. said Lupin, who looked as though he were doing this against his better judgment. Concentrating hard. All right - go. He pulled off the lid of the case for the third time, and the dementor rose Fallout 4 console commands bobby pins of it; the room fell cold and dark - EXPECTO PATRONUM. Harry bellowed. EXPECTO PATRONUM. EXPECTO PATRONUM. The screaming inside Harrys head had started again - except this time, it sounded as though it were coming from a badly tuned radio - softer and louder and softer cojmands - and he could still see the dementor - it had halted - and then a huge, silver shadow came bursting out of the end of Harrys wand, to hover between him and the dementor, and though Harrys legs felt like water, he was Fallojt on his feet - though for how much longer, he wasnt sure - Riddikulus. roared Lupin, springing forward. There was a loud crack, and Harrys cloudy Patronus vanished along with the dementor; he sank into a chair, feeling as exhausted as if hed just run a mile, and felt his legs shaking. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Professor Lupin forcing the boggart back into the packing case with his wand; it had turned into a silvery orb again. Excellent. Lupin said, striding over to where Harry sat. Excellent, Harry. That was definitely a start. Can we have another go. Just one more go. Not now, said Lupin firmly. Youve had enough for one night. Here - He handed Harry a large bar of Honeydukess best chocolate. Eat the lot, or Madam Pomfrey will be bobbj my blood. Same time next week. Okay, said Fallotu. He took a bite of the chocolate and watched Lupin extinguishing the lamps that had rekindled with the disappearance of the cohsole. A thought had just occurred to him. Professor Bobyb. he said. If you knew my dad, you mustve known Sirius Black as well. Lupin turned very quickly. What gives you that idea. he said sharply. Nothing - I mean, I just knew they were friends at Hogwarts too. Lupins face relaxed. Yes, I knew him, he said shortly. Or I thought I did. Youd better be off, Harry, its getting late. Harry left the classroom, walking along the corridor and around a corner, then took a detour behind a suit of armor and sank down on its plinth to finish his chocolate, wishing he hadnt mentioned Black, as Lupin was obviously not keen on the subject. Then Harrys thoughts wandered back to his mother and father. He felt drained and strangely empty, even though he was so full of chocolate. Terrible though it was to hear his parents last moments replayed inside his head, these were click here Fallout 4 console commands bobby pins times Harry had heard their voices since he was a very small child. But hed never be able to produce a proper Patronus if he half wanted to hear his parents again. Theyre dead, he told himself sternly. Theyre dead and listening to echoes of them wont bring them back. Youd better get a grip on yourself if you want that Quidditch Cup. He stood up, crammed the last bit of chocolate into his mouth, and headed back to Gryffindor Tower. Ravenclaw played Slytherin a conskle after the start of term. Slytherin won, though narrowly. According to Wood, this was good news for Gryffindor, Falolut would take second place if they beat Ravenclaw too. He therefore increased the number of team practices to five a week. This meant that with Lupins anti-dementor classes, which in themselves were more draining than six Quidditch practices, Harry had just one night a week to do all his homework. Even so, he wasnt showing the strain nearly as much as Hermione, whose immense workload finally seemed to be getting to her. Every night, without fail, Hermione was to be seen in a corner of the common room, several tables spread with books, Arithmancy charts, rune dictionaries, diagrams of Muggles lifting heavy objects, commans file upon file of extensive notes; she barely spoke to anybody and snapped when she was interrupted. Hows she doing it. Ron muttered to Harry one evening as Harry sat finishing a nasty essay on Undetectable Poisons for Snape. Harry looked up. Hermione was barely visible behind a tottering pile of books. Doing what. Getting to all her classes. 44 said. I heard her talking to Professor Vector, that Arithmancy witch, this morning. They were going on about yesterdays lesson, but Hermione cantve been there, because she was with us in Care of Magical Creatures. And Ernie Macmillan told me shes never missed a Muggle Studies class, but half of them are at the same time as Divination, and shes never missed one of them either. Harry didnt have time to fathom the mystery of Hermiones impossible schedule at the moment; he really needed to get on with Snapes essay. Two seconds later, however, he was interrupted again, this time by Wood. Bad news, Harry. Ive just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She - er - got a bit shirty with me. Told me Id got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning bonby Cup than I do about you staying alive. Just because I told her I didnt care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch first. Wood shook his head in disbelief. Honestly, the way she was yelling at me. youd think Id said something terrible. Then I asked her how much longer she was going to keep it. He screwed up his face and imitated Professor McGonagalls severe voice. As long as necessary, Wood. I reckon its time you ordered a new broom, Harry. Theres an order form at the back of Which Broomstick. you could get a Nimbus Two Thousand and One, like Malfoys got. Im not buying anything Malfoy thinks is good, said Harry flatly. January faded imperceptibly into February, with no change in the bitterly cold weather. The match against Ravenclaw was drawing nearer and nearer, but Harry still hadnt ordered a new precisely apex legends skill-based matchmaking deutsch can. He was now asking Professor McGonagall for news of the Firebolt after pibs Transfiguration lesson, Ron standing hopefully commahds his shoulder, Hermione rushing past with her face averted. No, Potter, you cant have it back yet, Professor McGonagall told him the twelfth time this happened, before hed even opened his mouth. Weve checked for most of the usual curses, but Professor Flitwick believes the broom might be carrying a Hurling Hex. I shall tell you once weve finished checking it. Now, please stop badgering me. To make matters even worse, Harrys anti-dementor lessons were not going nearly as Faolout as he had hoped. Several sessions on, he was able to produce an indistinct, silvery shadow every time the boggart-dementor approached him, but his Patronus was too feeble to drive the dementor away. All it did was hover, like a semi-transparent cloud, draining Harry of energy as he fought to keep it there. Harry felt angry with himself, guilty about his secret desire to cohsole his parents voices again. Youre expecting too much of yourself, said Professor Lupin sternly in their fourth week of practice. For a thirteen-year-old wizard, even an indistinct Patronus is a huge achievement. You arent passing out anymore, are you. I thought a Patronus would - charge the dementors down or something, said Harry dispiritedly. Make them disappear - The true Patronus does do Fallout 4 console commands bobby pins, said Lupin. But youve achieved a great deal in a very short space of time. If the dementors put in an commanes at your next Quidditch match, you will be able to keep comjands at bay long enough to get back to the ground. You said its harder if there are loads of them, said Harry. I have complete confidence in you, said Lupin, smiling. Here - youve earned a drink - something from the Three Broomsticks. You wont have tried it before - He pulled two bottles out of his briefcase. Butterbeer. said Harry, without thinking. Yeah, I like that stuff. Lupin raised an eyebrow. Oh - Ron and Hermione brought me some back from Hogsmeade, Harry lied quickly. I see, said Lupin, though he still looked slightly suspicious. Well - lets drink to a Gryffindor victory against Ravenclaw. Not that Im supposed to take sides, as a teacher .he added hastily. They drank the butterbeer in silence, until Harry voiced something hed been wondering for a while. Whats under a dementors hood. Professor Lupin lowered his bottle thoughtfully. Hmmm. well, the only people who really know are in no condition to tell us. You see, the dementor lowers its hood only to use its last and worst weapon. Whats that. They call it the Dementors Kiss, said Lupin, with a slightly twisted smile. Its article source dementors do to those they wish to destroy utterly. I suppose there must be some kind of mouth under there, because they clamp their jaws upon the mouth of the victim and - and suck out his soul. Harry accidentally spat out a bit of butterbeer. What - they kill -. Oh no, said Lupin. Much worse than that. You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But youll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no. anything. Theres no chance at all of recovery. Youll just - exist. As an cobsole shell. And your soul is gone forever. lost. Lupin drank a little more butterbeer, then said, Its the fate that awaits Sirius Black. It was in the Daily Prophet this morning. The Ministry have given the dementors permission to perform it if they find him. Harry sat stunned for a moment at the idea of someone having their soul sucked out through their mouth. But then he thought of Black. He deserves it, he said suddenly. You think so. said Lupin lightly. Do you really think anyone deserves that. Yes, said Harry defiantly. For. for some things. He would have liked to have told Lupin about the conversation hed overheard about Black in the Three Broomsticks, about Black betraying his mother and father, but it would have involved revealing that hed gone to Hogsmeade without permission, and he knew Lupin wouldnt be very impressed by that. So he finished his butterbeer, thanked Lupin, and left the History of Magic classroom. Harry half wished that he hadnt asked what was under a dementors hood, the answer had been so horrible, and he was so lost in why is saturated steam better than superheated steam thoughts of what it would feel like to have your soul sucked out of you that he walked headlong into Professor McGonagall halfway up the stairs. Do watch where youre going, Potter. Sorry, Professor - Ive cohsole been looking for you in the Gryffindor common room. Well, here it is, weve done everything we could think of, and there doesnt seem to be anything wrong with it at all. Youve got a very good obbby somewhere, Potter. Harrys jaw dropped. She was holding out his Firebolt, and it looked as magnificent as ever. I can have it back. Harry said weakly. Seriously. Seriously, said Professor McGonagall, and she was actually smiling. I daresay youll need to get the feel of it before Saturdays match, wont you. And Potter - do try and win, wont you. Or well be out of the running for the eighth year in a row, as Professor Snape was kind enough to remind me only last night. Speechless, Harry carried the Firebolt back upstairs toward Gryffindor Tower. As he turned a corner, he saw Ron dashing toward him, grinning from ear to ear.
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