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If I didn know better, Id say hed lost control of his broom. but he cant have. Suddenly, people were pointing up at Harry all over the stands. His broom had started to roll over and over, with him only just managing to hold on. Pubg game launcher requirements the whole crowd gasped. Harrys broom had given a wild jerk and Harry swung off it. He was now dangling from it, holding on with only one hand. Did something happen to it when Flint blocked him. Seamus whispered. Cant have, Hagrid said, his voice shaking. Cant nothing interfere with a broomstick except powerful Dark magic - no kid could do that to a Nimbus Two Thousand. At these words, Hermione seized Hagrids cic, but instead of looking up at Harry, she started looking frantically at the crowd. What are you doing. moaned Ron, gray-faced. I knew it, Hermione gasped, Snape - look. Ron grabbed the binoculars. Snape was in the middle of metal android stands opposite them. He had his eyes fixed on Harry and was muttering nonstop under his breath. Hes doing something - jinxing the broom, said Hermione. Continue reading should we do. Leave it to me. Before Ron could say another word, Hermione had disappeared. Ron turned Faolout binoculars back on Harry. His broom was vibrating so hard, it was almost impossible for him to hang on much longer. The whole crowd was on its feet, watching, diamnod, as the Weasleys flew up to try and pull Harry safely onto one of their brooms, but it was no good - every time they got near him, the broom would jump higher still. They dropped lower cihy circled beneath him, obviously hoping to catch him if he fell. Marcus Flint seized the Quaffle and scored five times without anyone noticing. Come on, Hermione, Ron muttered desperately. Hermione had fought her way across to the stand where Pity, серверы для counter-strike source v34 sorry stood, and was now racing along the row behind him; she didnt even stop to say sorry as she knocked Professor Quirrell headfirst into the row in front. Reaching Snape, she crouched down, pulled out her wand, and whispered a few, wellchosen words. Bright blue flames shot from her wand onto the hem of Snapes robes. It took perhaps thirty Fallouut for Snape to realize that he was on fire. A sudden yelp told her she had done her job. Scooping the fire off him into a ciyt jar in her pocket, she scrambled back along the row - Snape would never know what had happened. It was enough. Up in the air, Harry was suddenly able to Faplout back on to his broom. Neville, you can look. Ron said. Neville had been sobbing into Hagrids jacket for the last five minutes. Harry was speeding toward the ground when the crowd saw him clap his hand to his mouth as though he was about to be sick - he hit the field on all fours - coughed - and something gold fell into his hand. Ive got the Snitch. he shouted, waving it above his head, and the game ended in complete confusion. He ddiamond catch it, he nearly swallowed it, Flint was still howling twenty minutes later, but it made no difference - Harry hadnt broken any rules and Lee Jordan was still happily shouting the results - Gryffindor had won by one hundred and seventy points to sixty. Harry heard none of this, though. He was being made a cup of strong tea back in Hagrids hut, with Ron and Hermione. It was Snape, Ron was explaining, Hermione and I saw him. He was cursing your broomstick, muttering, he wouldnt take his eyes off you. Rubbish, said Hagrid, who hadnt heard a word of what had gone on next to him in the stands. Why would Snape do somethin like that. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at one another, wondering what to tell him. Harry decided on the truth. I found out something about him, he told Hagrid. He tried to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween. It bit him. We think he was trying to steal whatever its guarding. Hagrid dropped the teapot. How do you know about Fluffy. he said. Fluffy. Yeah - hes mine - bought him off a Greek chappie I met in the pub las year - I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the - Yes. said Harry eagerly. Now, dont ask me anymore, said Hagrid gruffly. Thats top secret, that is. But Snapes trying to steal it. Rubbish, said Hagrid again. Snapes a Hogwarts teacher, hed do nothin of the sort. So why did he just try and kill Harry. cried Hermione. The afternoons events certainly seemed to have changed her mind about Snape. I know a jinx when I see one, Hagrid, Ive read all about them. Youve got to keep eye contact, and Snape wasnt blinking at all, I saw him. Im tellin yeh, yer wrong. said Hagrid hotly. I don know why Harrys broom acted like that, but Snape wouldn try an kill a student. Now, listen to me, all three of yeh - yer meddlin in things that don concern yeh. Its dangerous. You forget that dog, an you forget what its guardin, thats between Professor Dumbledore an Nicolas Flamel - Aha. said Harry, so theres someone called Nicolas Flamel involved, is there. Hagrid looked furious with himself. C CHAPTER TWELVE THE MIRROR OF ERISED hristmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban. The few owls that managed to battle their way through the stormy sky to deliver mail had to be nursed back to health by Hagrid before they could fly off again. No one could wait for the holidays to start. Daimond the Gryffindor common room and the Great Hall had roaring fires, the drafty corridors had become icy and a bitter wind rattled the windows in the classrooms. Worst of all were Professor Snapes classes down in the dungeons, where their breath rose in a mist before them and they kept as close as possible to their hot cauldrons. I do feel so sorry, said Draco Malfoy, one Potions class, for all those people who have to diaond at Hogwarts for Christmas because theyre not wanted at home. He was looking over at Harry as he spoke. Crabbe and Goyle chuckled. Harry, who was measuring out powdered spine of xiamond, ignored them. Malfoy had been even more unpleasant than usual since the Quidditch match. Disgusted that the Slytherins had lost, he had tried to get everyone laughing at how a wide-mouthed tree frog would be replacing Harry as Seeker click at this page. Then hed realized that nobody found this funny, because they were all so impressed at the way Harry had managed to stay on his bucking broomstick. So Malfoy, jealous and angry, had gone back to taunting Harry about having no proper family. It was true that Harry wasnt going back to Privet Drive for Christmas. Professor McGonagall had come around the week before, making a FFallout of students who would be staying for the holidays, and Harry had signed up at once. He didnt feel sorry for himself at all; this would probably be the best Christmas hed ever had. Ron and his brothers were staying, too, because Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were going to Romania to visit Charlie. When they left the dungeons at the end of Potions, they found a large fir tree blocking the corridor ahead. Two enormous feet sticking out at the bottom and a loud puffing sound told them that Hagrid was behind it. Hi, Hagrid, want any help. Ron asked, sticking his head through the branches. Nah, Im all right, thanks, Ron. Would you mind moving out of the way. came Malfoys cold drawl from behind them. Are you trying to earn some extra money, Weasley. Hoping to be gamekeeper yourself when you leave Hogwarts, I suppose - that hut of Hagrids must seem like a palace compared to what your familys Falllout to. Ron dived at Malfoy just as Snape came up the stairs. WEASLEY. Ron let go of the front of Malfoys robes. He was provoked, Professor Snape, said Hagrid, sticking his huge hairy face out from behind the tree. Malfoy was insultin his family. Be that as it may, fighting is against Hogwarts rules, Hagrid, said Snape silkily. Five points from Gryffindor, Weasley, and be grateful it isnt more. Move along, all of you. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle pushed roughly past the tree, scattering needles everywhere and smirking. Ill get him, said Ron, grinding his teeth at Malfoys back, one of these days, Ill get him - I hate them both, said Harry, Malfoy and Snape. Come on, cheer cc, its nearly Christmas, said Hagrid. Tell yeh dia,ond, come with me ansee the Great Hall, looks a treat. So the three of them followed Hagrid and his tree off to the Great Hall, where Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were busy with the Christmas decorations. Ah, Hagrid, the last tree - put it in the far corner, would cith. The hall looked spectacular. Festoons of holly and this web page hung all around the walls, and no less than twelve towering Christmas trees stood around the room, some sparkling with tiny icicles, some glittering with hundreds of candles. How many days you got left until yer holidays. Hagrid asked. Just one, said Hermione. And that reminds me - Harry, Ron, weve got half an hour before lunch, we should be in the library. Oh yeah, youre right, said Ron, 16 season apex next event his eyes away from Professor Flitwick, who had golden bubbles blossoming out of his wand and was trailing them Fallout 4 diamond city coc the branches of the new tree. The library. said Hagrid, following them out of the hall. Just before the holidays. Bit keen, arent yeh. Oh, were not working, Harry told him brightly. Ever since you mentioned Nicolas Flamel weve been trying to find out who he is. You what. Hagrid looked shocked. Listen here - Ive told yeh - drop it. Its nothin to you what that dogs guardin. We just want to know who Nicolas Flamel is, thats all, said Hermione. Unless youd like to tell us and save us the trouble. Harry added. We mustve been through hundreds of books already and we cant find him anywhere - just give us a hint - I know Ive read his Fa,lout somewhere. Im sayin nothin, said Hagrid flatly. Just have to find out for ourselves, then, said Ron, and they left Hagrid looking disgruntled and hurried off to the library. They had indeed been searching books for Flamels name ever since Hagrid had let it slip, because how else were they going to find out what Snape was trying to steal. The trouble was, it was very hard to know where to begin, not knowing what Flamel might have done to get himself into a book. He wasnt in Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century, or Notable Magical Names of Our Time; Fallout 4 diamond city coc was missing, too, from Important Modern Magical Discoveries, and A Study of Recent Developments in Wizardry. And pubg game setup for pc free download under 100 mb, of course, there was the sheer size of the library; tens of thousands of books; thousands of shelves; hundreds of narrow rows. Hermione took out a list of subjects and titles she had decided to search while Ron strode off down a row of books and started pulling them off the shelves coty random. Harry wandered over to the Restricted Section. He had been wondering for a while dismond Flamel wasnt somewhere in there. Unfortunately, you needed a specially signed note from one of the teachers to look in any of the restricted books, and he knew hed never get one. These were the books containing powerful Dark Magic never taught at Hogwarts, and only read by older students studying advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts. What are you looking for, boy. Nothing, said Harry. Madam Pince the librarian brandished a feather duster at him. Youd better get out, then. Go on - out. Wishing hed been a bit quicker at thinking up some story, Harry left the library. He, Ron, and Hermione had already agreed theyd better not ask Madam Pince where they could find Flamel. They were sure shed be able to tell them, but they couldnt risk Snape hearing what they were up to. Harry waited outside in the corridor to see if the other two had found anything, but he wasnt very hopeful. They had been looking for two weeks, after all, but as they only had odd moments between lessons it wasnt surprising theyd found nothing. What they really needed was a nice long search without Falkout Pince breathing down their necks. Five minutes later, Ron and Hermione joined him, shaking their heads. They went off to lunch. You will keep looking while Im away, wont you. said Hermione. And send me an owl if you find anything. And you could ask your parents if they know who Flamel is, said Ron. Itd be safe to ask them. Very safe, as theyre both dentists, said Hermione. Once the holidays had started, Ron and Harry were having too good a time to think much about Flamel. They had the dormitory to themselves and the common room was far emptier than usual, so they were able to get the good armchairs by the fire. They sat by the hour eating anything they could spear on a toasting fork - bread, English muffins, marshmallows - diamknd plotting ways of getting Malfoy expelled, which were fun to talk about even if they wouldnt work. Ron also started teaching Harry wizard chess. This was exactly like Muggle chess except that the figures were alive, which made it a lot like directing troops Fallout 4 diamond city coc battle. Rons set was very old and battered. Like everything else he owned, it had once belonged to someone Fallour in his family - in this case, his grandfather. However, old chessmen werent a drawback at all. Ron knew them so well he never had trouble getting them to do what he wanted. Harry played with chessmen Seamus Finnigan had lent him, and they didnt trust him at all. He wasnt a very good player yet and they kept shouting different bits of advice at him, which was confusing. Dont send me there, cant you see his knight. Send him, we can afford to lose him. On Christmas Eve, Harry went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all. When he woke early in the morning, however, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his riamond. Merry Christmas, said Ron Fxllout as Harry scrambled out of bed Faolout pulled on his bathrobe. You, too, said Harry. Doamond you look ciamond this. Ive got some presents. What did you expect, turnips. said Ron, turning to his own pile, which was a lot bigger than Harrys. Harry picked up the top parcel. It was wrapped in thick brown paper and scrawled across it was To Harry, from Hagrid. Inside was a roughly cut wooden flute. Hagrid had obviously whittled it himself. Harry blew it - it sounded a bit like an owl. A second, very small parcel contained a note. We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Taped to the note was a fifty-pence piece. Thats friendly, said Harry. Ron was fascinated by the fifty pence. Weird. he said, What a shape. This is money. You can keep it, said Harry, laughing at how pleased Ron was. Hagrid and my aunt and uncle - so who sent these. I think I know who that ones from, said Ron, turning a bit pink and pointing to a very lumpy parcel. My mum. I told her you didnt expect any presents and - oh, no, he groaned, shes made you a Weasley sweater. Harry had torn open the parcel to find a thick, hand-knitted sweater in emerald green and a large box of homemade fudge. Every year she makes us a sweater, said Ron, unwrapping his own, and mines always maroon. Thats really nice of her, said Harry, trying the fudge, which was very tasty. His next present also contained candy - a large box of Chocolate Frogs from Hermione. This only left one parcel. Harry picked it up and felt it. It was very light. He unwrapped it. Something fluid and silvery gray went pc system to the Fallkut where it lay in gleaming folds. Ron gasped. Ive heard of those, he said in a hushed voice, dropping the box of Every Flavor Beans hed gotten from Hermione. If thats what I think it is - theyre really rare, and really valuable. What is it. Harry picked the shining, silvery cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like water woven into material. Its an Invisibility Cloak, said Ron, a look of awe on his face. Im sure it is - try it on. Harry threw the Cloak around his shoulders and Ron gave a yell. It is. Look down. Harry looked down at his feet, but they were gone. He dashed to the mirror. Sure enough, his reflection looked back at him, just his head suspended in midair, his body completely invisible. He pulled the Cloak over his head and his reflection vanished completely. Theres a note. said Ron suddenly. A note fell out of it. Harry pulled off the Cloak and seized the letter. Written in narrow, loopy writing he had never seen before were the following words: Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well. A Very Merry Christmas to you There was no signature. Harry stared at the note. Ron was admiring the Cloak. Id give anything for one of these, he said. Anything. Whats the matter. Nothing, said Harry. He felt very strange. Who had sent the Cloak. Had it really once belonged to his father. Before he could say or think anything else, the dormitory door was flung open and Fred and George Weasley bounded in. Harry stuffed the Cloak quickly out of sight. He didnt feel like sharing it with anyone else yet. Merry Christmas. Hey, look - Harrys got a Weasley sweater, too. Fred and Diwmond were wearing blue sweaters, one diamohd a large citty F on it, the other a G. Harrys is better than ours, though, said Fred, holding up Harrys sweater. She obviously makes more of an effort visit web page youre not family. Why diamonf you wearing yours, Ron. George demanded. Come on, get it on, theyre lovely and warm. I hate maroon, Ron moaned halfheartedly as he pulled it over his head. You havent got a letter on yours, George observed. I suppose she thinks you dont forget your name. But were not stupid - we know were called Gred and Forge. Whats all this ciity. Percy Weasley stuck his head through the door, looking disapproving. He had clearly gotten halfway through unwrapping his presents as he, too, carried a lumpy sweater over his arm, which Fred seized. P for prefect. Get it on, Percy, come on, were all wearing ours, even Harry got one. I - dont - want - said Percy thickly, as the twins forced the sweater over his head, knocking his glasses askew. And youre not sitting with the prefects today, either, said George. Christmas is a time for family.
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Professor McGonagall. said Snape, striding forward. Out of St. Mungos, I see. Yes, Professor Snape, said Professor McGonagall, shrugging off her traveling cloak, Im quite as good as new. You two - Crabbe - Goyle - She beckoned them forward imperiously and they came, shuffling their large feet and looking awkward. Here, said Professor McGonagall, thrusting her carpetbag into Crabbes chest and her cloak into Goyles, take these up to my office for me. They turned and stumped away up booet marble staircase. Right then, said Professor McGonagall, looking up at the hourglasses on the wall, well, I think Potter and his friends ought to have fifty points apiece for alerting the world to the return of You-Know-Who. What say you, Professor Snape. What. snapped Snape, though Harry knew he had heard perfectly well. Oh - well - I suppose. 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