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Kindly send your answer by return of this owl. Hoping to see you this Friday, I am, yours fo sincerely, Albus Dumbledore Though he already knew it by heart, Harry had been stealing glances at this missive every few minutes since seven oclock that evening, when he had first taken up his position beside his bedroom window, which had a reasonable view of both ends of Privet Drive. He knew it was pointless to keep rereading Dumbledores words; Harry had sent back his yes with the delivering owl, as requested, and all he could do now was wait: Either Dumbledore was going to come, or he was not. But Harry had not packed. It just seemed too good to be true that he was going to be rescued from the Dursleys after a mere fortnight of their company. He could not shrug off the feeling kkids something was going to go wrong - his reply to Dumbledores letter might have gone astray; Dumbledore could be prevented from collecting him; the letter might turn out not to be from Dumbledore at all, but a trick or joke or trap. Harry had not been able to face packing and then being let down and having to unpack again. The only gesture he had made to the possibility of a journey was to shut his snowy owl, Hedwig, safely in her cage. Pubg game article for kids minute hand on the alarm clock reached the number twelve and, at that precise moment, the streetlamp outside the window went out. Harry awoke as though the sudden darkness were an alarm. Hastily straightening his glasses and unsticking his cheek from the glass, he pressed his nose gamr the window instead and squinted down at the pavement. A tall figure in a long, billowing cloak was walking up the garden path. Harry jumped up as though he had received an electric shock, knocked over his chair, and started snatching anything and everything within reach from the floor and throwing it into the trunk. Even as he lobbed a set of robes, two spellbooks, and a packet of crisps across the room, the doorbell rang. Downstairs in the living room his Uncle Vernon shouted, Who the blazes is calling at this time of night. Harry froze with a brass telescope in one hand and a pair of trainers in the other. He had completely forgotten to warn the Dursleys that Dumbledore might be coming. Feeling both panicky and close to laughter, he clambered over the trunk and wrenched open his bedroom door in time to hear a deep voice say, Good evening. You must be Mr. Dursley. I daresay Harry has told you I would be coming for him. Harry ran down the stairs two at a time, coming to an abrupt halt several steps from the bottom, as long experience had taught him to remain out of arms reach of his uncle whenever possible. There in the doorway stood a tall, thin man with waist-length silver hair and beard. Half-moon spectacles were perched on his crooked nose, and he was wearing a long black traveling cloak and a pointed hat. Vernon Dursley, whose mustache was quite as bushy as Dumbledores, though black, and who artice wearing a puce dressing gown, was staring at the visitor as though he could not believe his tiny eyes. Judging by your look of stunned disbelief, Harry did not warn you that I was coming, said Dumbledore pleasantly. However, let us assume that you have invited me warmly into your house. It is unwise to linger overlong on doorsteps in these troubled times. He stepped smartly over the threshold and closed the front door behind him. It is a long time since my last visit, said Dumbledore, peering Pubg game article for kids his crooked nose at Uncle Vernon. I must say, your agapanthus are flourishing. Vernon Dursley said nothing at all. Harry did not doubt that speech would return to him, and soon - the vein pulsing in his uncles temple was reaching danger point - but something about Dumbledore seemed to have robbed him temporarily of breath. It might have been the blatant wizardishness of his appearance, but it might, too, have been that even Uncle Vernon could sense that here was a man whom it would be very difficult to bully. Ah, good evening Harry, said Dumbledore, looking up at him through his half-moon glasses with a most satisfied expression. Excellent, excellent. These words seemed to rouse Uncle Vernon. It was clear that as far as he was concerned, any man who could look at Harry kixs say excellent was a man with whom he could never see eye to eye. I dont mean to be rude - he began, in a tone that threatened rudeness in every syllable. - yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often, Dumbledore finished the sentence gravely. Best to say nothing at all, my dear man. Ah, and this must be Petunia. The kitchen door had opened, and there stood Harrys aunt, wearing rubber gloves and a housecoat over her nightdress, clearly halfway through her usual pre-bedtime wipe-down of all the kitchen surfaces. Fpr rather horsey face registered nothing but shock. Albus Dumbledore, said Dumbledore, when Uncle Vernon failed to effect an introduction. We have corresponded, of course. Harry thought this an odd way of reminding Aunt Petunia that he had once sent her an exploding letter, but Aunt Petunia did not challenge the term. And this must be your son, Dudley. Dudley had that moment peered round the living room door. His large, blond head rising out of the stripy collar of his pajamas looked Pung disembodied, his mouth gaping in astonishment and fear. Dumbledore waited gaem moment or two, apparently to see whether any of the Dursleys were going to of duty free download anything, but as the silence stretched on he smiled. Shall we assume that you have invited me into your sitting room. Dudley scrambled out of the way as Dumbledore passed him. Harry, still clutching the telescope and trainers, jumped the last few stairs and followed Dumbledore, who had settled himself in the armchair nearest the fire and was taking in the surroundings with an expression of benign interest. He looked quite extraordinarily out of place. Arent - arent we leaving, sir. Harry asked anxiously. Yes, indeed we are, but there are a few matters we need to discuss first, said Dumbledore. And I would prefer not to do so in the open. We shall trespass upon your aunt and uncles hospitality only a little longer. You will, will you. Vernon Dursley had entered the room, Petunia at his shoulder, and Dudley skulking behind them both. Yes, said Dumbledore simply, I shall. He drew his wand so rapidly that Harry barely saw it; with a casual flick, the sofa zoomed forward and knocked the knees out from under all three of the Dursleys so that they collapsed upon it in a heap. Another flick of the wand and the sofa zoomed back to its original position. We may as well be comfortable, said Dumbledore pleasantly. As he replaced his wand in his pocket, Harry saw that his hand was blackened and shriveled; it looked as though his flesh had been burned away. Sir - what happened to your -. Later, Harry, said Dumbledore. Please sit down. Harry took the remaining armchair, choosing not to look at the Dursleys, who seemed stunned into silence. I would assume that you were going to offer me refreshment, Dumbledore said to Uncle Vernon, but the evidence so far suggests that that would gamee optimistic to the point of foolishness. A third twitch of the wand, and a dusty bottle and five glasses appeared in midair. The bottle tipped and poured a generous measure of uPbg liquid into each of the glasses, which then floated to each person in the room. Madam Rosmertas finest oak-matured mead, said Dumbledore, raising his glass to Harry, who caught hold of his own and sipped. 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The slightly problematic part of the legacy - His godfathers dead. said Uncle Vernon loudly from the sofa. Dumbledore and Harry both turned to look at him. The glass of mead was now knocking quite insistently on the side of Vernons head; he attempted to beat it away. Hes dead. His godfather. Yes, said Dumbledore. He did not ask Harry why he had not confided in the Dursleys. Our problem, he continued to Harry, as if there had been no interruption, is that Sirius also left visit web page number twelve, Grimmauld Place. Hes been left a house. said Uncle Vernon greedily, his small eyes narrowing, but nobody answered him. You can keep using it as headquarters, said Harry. I dont care. You can have it, I dont really want it. Harry never wanted to set foot in number twelve, Grimmauld Place again if he could help it. He thought he would be haunted forever by the memory of Sirius prowling its dark musty rooms alone, imprisoned within the place he had wanted so desperately to leave. That is generous, said Dumbledore. We have, however, vacated the building temporarily. Why. Well, said Dumbledore, ignoring the mutterings of Uncle Vernon, who was now being rapped smartly over the head by the persistent glass of mead, Black family tradition decreed that the house was handed down the direct line, to the next male with the name of Black. Sirius was the very last of the line as his younger brother, Regulus, predeceased him and both raticle childless. While his will makes it perfectly plain that he wants you to have the house, it is nevertheless possible that some spell or enchantment has been set upon the place to ensure that it cannot be owned by anyone other than a pureblood. A vivid image of the shrieking, spitting portrait of Siriuss mother that hung in the hall of number twelve, Grimmauld Place flashed into Harrys mind. I bet there has, he Pybg. Quite, said Dumbledore. Artlcle if such an enchantment exists, then the ownership of the house is most likely to pass to the eldest of Siriuss living relatives, which would mean his cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. Without realizing what he was doing, Harry Puby to his feet; the telescope and trainers in his lap rolled across the floor. Bellatrix Lestrange, Siriuss killer, inherit his house. No, he said. Well, obviously we would prefer that she didnt get it either, said Dumbledore calmly. The situation is fraught continue reading complications. We do not know whether the enchantments we ourselves have placed upon uPbg, for example, making it Unplottable, will hold now that ownership has passed from Siriuss hands. It might be that Bellatrix will arrive on the doorstep at any moment. Naturally we had to move out until such time as we have clarified the position. But how are you going to find out if Im allowed to own it. Fortunately, said Dumbledore, there is a simple test. He placed his empty glass on a small table beside his chair, but before he could do anything else, Uncle Vernon shouted, Will you get these ruddy things off us. Harry looked around; all three of the Dursleys were cowering with their arms gaame their heads as their glasses bounced up and down on their skulls, their contents flying everywhere. Oh, Im so sorry, said Dumbledore politely, and he raised his wand again. All three glasses artjcle. But it would have been better manners to drink it, you know. It looked as though Uncle Vernon was bursting with any number of unpleasant retorts, but he merely shrank back into the cushions with Aunt Petunia and Dudley and said nothing, keeping his small piggy eyes on Dumbledores wand. You see, Dumbledore said, turning back to Harry and again speaking as though Uncle Vernon had not uttered, if you have indeed inherited the house, you have also inherited - He flicked his wand for a fifth time. There was a loud crack, and a houseelf appeared, with a snout for a nose, giant bats ears, and enormous bloodshot eyes, crouching on the Dursleys shag carpet and covered in grimy rags. Aunt Petunia let out a hair-raising shriek; nothing this filthy had entered her house in living memory. Dudley drew his large, bare, pink feet off the floor and sat with them raised almost above his head, as though he thought the creature might run up his pajama trousers, and Uncle Vernon bellowed, What the hell is that. Kreacher, finished Dumbledore. Kreacher wont, Kreacher wont, Kreacher wont. croaked the house-elf, quite as loudly as Uncle Vernon, stamping his long, gnarled feet and pulling his ears. Kreacher belongs to Miss Bellatrix, oh yes, Kreacher belongs to the Blacks, Kreacher wants his new mistress, Kreacher wont go to the Potter brat, Kreacher wont, wont, wont - As you can see, Harry, said Dumbledore loudly, ikds Kreachers continued croaks of wont, wont, wont, Kreacher is showing a certain reluctance to pass into your ownership. I dont care, said Harry again, looking with disgust at the writhing, stamping house-elf. I dont want him. Wont, wont, wont, wont - You would prefer him to pass into the ownership of Bellatrix Lestrange. Bearing in mind that he has lived at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix for the past year. Wont, wont, wont, wont - Harry stared at Dumbledore. He knew that Kreacher could not be permitted to go and live fo Bellatrix Lestrange, but the idea of owning him, of having responsibility for the creature that had betrayed Sirius, was repugnant. Give him an order, said Dumbledore. 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Not if you dont want to, said Dumbledore. If I might make a suggestion, you could send him to Hogwarts to work in the kitchen there. In that way, the other house-elves could keep an eye on him. Yeah, said Harry in relief, yeah, Ill do that. Er - Kreacher gsme I want you to go to Hogwarts and work in the kitchens there with the other houseelves. Kreacher, who was now lying flat on his back with his arms and legs in the air, gave Harry one upside-down look of deepest loathing and, with another loud crack, vanished. Good, said Dumbledore. There is also the matter of the hippogriff, Buckbeak. Hagrid has been looking after him since Sirius died, but Buckbeak is yours now, so if you would prefer to make different arrangements - No, said Harry at once, he can stay with Hagrid. I think Buckbeak would prefer that. Hagrid will be delighted, said Dumbledore, fkr. He was thrilled to see Buckbeak again. Incidentally, we have decided, in the interests of Buckbeaks safety, to rechristen him Witherwings for the time being, though I doubt that the Ministry would ever guess he is the hippogriff they once sentenced to death. Now, Harry, is your trunk packed. Erm. Doubtful that I would turn up. Dumbledore suggested shrewdly. Ill just go and - er - finish off, said Harry hastily, hurrying to pick up his fallen telescope and trainers. It took him a little over ten minutes to track down everything he needed; at last he had managed to extract his Invisibility Cloak from under the bed, screwed the top back on his jar of color-change ink, and forced the lid of his trunk shut on his cauldron. Then, heaving his trunk in one hand and holding Hedwigs cage in the other, he made ,ids way back downstairs. He was disappointed to discover that Dumbledore was not waiting in the hall, which meant that he had to return to the living room. Nobody was talking. Dumbledore was humming quietly, apparently quite at his ease, but the atmosphere was thicker than cold custard, and Harry did not dare look at the Dursleys as he said, Professor - Im ready now. Good, said Dumbledore. Just one last thing, then. And he turned to Pubg game article for kids to the Dursleys once more. As you will no doubt be game loot codes pubg, Harry comes of age in a years time - No, said Aunt Petunia, speaking for the first time since Dumbledores arrival. Im sorry. said Dumbledore politely. No, he doesnt. Hes a month younger than Dudley, and Dudders doesnt turn eighteen until the year after next. Ah, said Dumbledore pleasantly, but in the Wizarding world, we come of age at seventeen. Uncle Vernon muttered, Preposterous, but Pug ignored him. Now, as you already know, the wizard called Lord Voldemort has returned to this country. The Wizarding community is currently in a state of open warfare. Harry, whom Lord Voldemort has already attempted to kill on a number of occasions, is in even greater danger now than the day when I left him upon your doorstep fifteen years ago, with a letter explaining about his parents murder and expressing the hope that you would care for him as though he were your own. Dumbledore paused, and although his voice remained light and calm, and he gave no obvious sign of anger, PPubg felt a kind of chill emanating from him and noticed that the Dursleys drew very slightly closer together. You did not do as I asked. You have never treated Harry as a son. He has known nothing but neglect and often cruelty at your hands. The best that can be said is that he has at least escaped the appalling damage you have inflicted upon the unfortunate boy sitting between you. Both Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon looked around instinctively, as though expecting to see someone other than Dudley squeezed between them. Us - mistreat Dudders. What dyou -. began Uncle Vernon furiously, but Dumbledore raised his finger for arrticle, a silence which fell as though he had struck Uncle Vernon dumb. The magic I evoked fifteen years ago means that Harry has powerful protection while he can still call this house home. However miserable he has been here, however unwelcome, however badly treated, you have at least, grudgingly, allowed him houseroom. This magic will cease to operate the moment that Harry turns seventeen; in other words, at the moment he becomes a man. I ask only this: that you allow Harry to return, once more, to this house, before his seventeenth birthday, which will ensure bame the protection continues until that time. None of the Dursleys said anything. Dudley was frowning slightly, as though kuds was still trying to work out when he had ever been mistreated. Uncle Vernon looked as though he had something stuck in his throat; Aunt Petunia, however, was oddly flushed. Well, Harry. time for us to be off, said Dumbledore at last, standing up and straightening his long black cloak. Until we meet again, he said to the Dursleys, who looked as though that moment could wait forever as far as they were concerned, and after doffing his hat, he swept from the room. Bye, said Harry hastily to the Dursleys, and followed Dumbledore, who paused beside Harrys trunk, upon which Hedwigs cage was perched. We do not want to be encumbered by these just now, he said, pulling out his wand again. I shall send them to the Burrow to await us there. However, I would like you to bring your Invisibility Cloak. just in case. Harry extracted his Cloak from his ikds with some difficulty, trying not to show Dumbledore the mess within. When he had stuffed it into an inside pocket of his jacket, Dumbledore waved his wand and the trunk, cage, and Hedwig vanished. Dumbledore then waved his wand again, and the front door zrticle onto cool, misty darkness. And now, Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure. D CHAPTER FOUR HORACE SLUGHORN kics the fact that he had spent every waking moment of the past few days hoping desperately that Dumbledore would indeed come to fetch him, Harry felt distinctly awkward as they set off down Privet Drive together. He had never had a proper conversation with the headmaster outside of Hogwarts before; baldurs free download new was usually a desk between them. The memory of their last face-to-face encounter kept intruding too, and it rather heightened Harrys sense of embarrassment; he had shouted a lot on that occasion, not to mention done his best to smash several of Dumbledores most prized possessions. Dumbledore, however, seemed kid relaxed. Keep your wand at the ready, Harry, he said brightly. But I thought Im not allowed to use magic outside school, sir. If there is an attack, said Dumbledore, I give you permission just click for source use any counterjinx or curse that might occur to you. However, I do not think you need worry about being attacked tonight. Why not, sir. You are with me, said Dumbledore simply. This will do, Harry. He came to an abrupt halt at the end of Privet Drive. Articcle have not, of course, passed your Apparition Test, he said. No, said Harry. I thought you kida to be seventeen. You do, said Dumbledore. So you will need to hold on to my arm very tightly. My left, if you dont mind - as you have noticed, my wand arm is a little fragile at the moment. Harry gripped Dumbledores proffered forearm. Very good, said Dumbledore. Well, here we go. Harry felt Dumbledores arm twist away from him and redoubled his grip; the next thing he knew, everything went black; he was being pressed very hard from all directions; he could not breathe, there were iron bands tightening around his chest; his eyeballs were being forced back into his head; his eardrums were being pushed deeper into his skull and then - He gulped great lungfuls of cold night air and opened his streaming eyes. He felt as though he had just been forced through a very tight rubber tube. It was a few seconds before he realized that Privet Drive had vanished. He and Dumbledore were now standing in what appeared to be a deserted village square, in the center of which stood an old war memorial and a few benches. His comprehension catching up with his senses, Harry realized that he had just Apparated for the first time in his life. Are you all right. asked Dumbledore, looking down at him solicitously. The sensation does take some getting used to. Im fine, said Harry, rubbing kkids ears, which felt as though they had left Privet Drive rather reluctantly. But I think I might prefer brooms. Dumbledore smiled, drew his traveling cloak a little more tightly around his neck, and said, This way. Kide set off at a brisk pace, past an empty inn and a few houses. According to a clock on a nearby church, it was almost midnight. So tell me, Harry, said Dumbledore. Your scar. has it been hurting at all. Harry raised a hand unconsciously to his forehead and rubbed gake lightning-shaped mark. No, he said, and Ive been wondering about that. I thought it would be burning all the time now Voldemorts getting so powerful again. He glanced up at Dumbledore and saw that he was wearing a satisfied expression. I, on the other hand, thought otherwise, said Dumbledore. Lord Voldemort has finally realized the dangerous access to his thoughts and feelings you have been enjoying. It appears that he is now employing Occlumency against you. Well, Im not complaining, said Harry, who missed qrticle the disturbing dreams nor the startling flashes of insight into Voldemorts mind. They turned a corner, passing a telephone box and a bus shelter. Harry looked sideways kis Dumbledore again. Professor. Harry. Er - where exactly kida we. This, Harry, is the charming village of Budleigh Babberton.
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