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Yeah, were having the time of our lives here, said George, whose voice sounded muffled, as though he was squashed against the wall. Boys, boys. said Mr. Weasley vaguely. Im trying to think what to do. Yes. only way. Stand back, Harry. Harry retreated to the sofa. Uncle Vernon, however, moved forward. Wait a moment. he bellowed at the fire. What exactly are you going to - BANG. The electric fire shot across the room as the boarded-up fireplace burst outward, expelling Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ron in a cloud of rubble and loose chippings. Aunt Petunia shrieked and fell backward over the coffee table; Uncle Vernon caught her before she hit the floor, and gaped, speechless, at the Weasleys, all of whom had bright red hair, including Fred and George, who were identical to the last freckle. Thats better, panted Mr. Weasley, brushing dust from his long green robes and straightening his glasses. Ah - you must be Harrys aunt and uncle. Tall, thin, and balding, he moved toward Uncle Vernon, his hand outstretched, but Uncle Vernon backed away several paces, dragging Aunt Petunia. Words utterly failed Uncle Vernon. His best suit was covered in white dust, which had settled in his learn more here and mustache and made him look as though he had just aged thirty years. Er - yes - sorry about that, said Mr. Weasley, lowering his hand and looking over his shoulder at the blasted fireplace. Its all my fault. It just didnt occur to me that we wouldnt be able to get out at the other counter strike бесплатно скачать. I had your fireplace connected to the Floo Network, you see - just for an afternoon, you know, so we could get Harry. Muggle fireplaces arent supposed to be connected, strictly speaking - but Ive got a useful contact at the Floo Regulation Panel and he fixed it for me. I can put it right in a jiffy, though, dont worry. Ill light a fire to send the boys back, and then I can repair your fireplace before I Disapparate. Harry was ready to bet that the Dursleys hadnt understood a single word of this. They were still gaping at Mr. Weasley, thunderstruck. Aunt Petunia staggered upright again and hid behind Uncle Vernon. Hello, Harry. said Mr. Weasley brightly. Got your trunk ready. Its upstairs, said Harry, grinning back. Well get it, said Fred at once. Winking at Harry, he and George left the room. They knew where Harrys bedroom was, having once rescued him from it in the dead of night. Harry suspected that Fred and George were hoping for a glimpse of Dudley; they had heard a lot about him from Harry. Well, said Mr. Weasley, swinging his arms slightly, while he tried to find words to break the very nasty silence. Very - erm - very nice place youve got here. As the usually spotless living room was now covered in dust and bits of brick, this remark didnt go down too well with the Dursleys. Uncle Vernons face purpled once more, and Aunt Petunia started chewing her tongue again. However, they seemed too scared to actually say anything. Weasley was looking around. He loved everything to do with Muggles. Harry could see him itching to go and examine the television and the video recorder. They run off eckeltricity, do they. he said knowledgeably. Ah yes, I can see the plugs. I collect plugs, he added to Uncle Vernon. And batteries. Got a very large collection of batteries. My wife thinks Im mad, but there you are. Uncle Vernon clearly thought Mr. Weasley was mad too. He moved ever so slightly to the right, screening Aunt Petunia from view, as though he thought Mr. Weasley might suddenly run at them and attack. Dudley suddenly reappeared in the room. Harry could hear the clunk of his trunk on the stairs, and knew that the sounds had scared Dudley out of the kitchen. Dudley edged along the wall, gazing at Mr. Weasley with terrified eyes, and attempted to conceal himself behind his mother and father. Unfortunately, Uncle Vernons bulk, while sufficient to hide bony Aunt Petunia, was nowhere near enough to conceal Dudley. Ah, this is your cousin, is it, Harry. said Mr. Weasley, taking another brave stab at making conversation. Yep, said Harry, thats Dudley. He and Ron exchanged glances and then quickly looked away from each other; the temptation to burst out laughing was almost overwhelming. Dudley was still clutching his bottom as though afraid it might fall off. Weasley, however, seemed genuinely concerned at Dudleys peculiar behavior. Indeed, from the tone of his voice when he next spoke, Harry was quite sure that Mr. Weasley thought Dudley was quite as mad as the Dursleys thought he was, except that Mr. Weasley felt sympathy rather than fear. Having a good holiday, Dudley. he said kindly. Dudley whimpered. Harry saw his hands tighten still harder over his massive backside. Fred and George came back into the room carrying Harrys school trunk. They glanced around as they entered and spotted Dudley. Their faces cracked into identical evil grins. Ah, right, said Mr. Weasley. Better get cracking then. He pushed up the sleeves of his robes and took out his wand. Harry saw the Dursleys draw back against the wall as one. Incendio. said Mr. Weasley, pointing his wand at the hole in the wall behind him. Flames rose at once in the fireplace, crackling merrily as though they had been burning for hours. Weasley took a small drawstring bag from his pocket, untied it, took a pinch of the powder inside, and threw it onto the flames, which turned emerald How long does steam maintenance last and roared higher than ever. Off you go then, Fred, said Mr. Weasley. Coming, said Fred. Oh no - hang on - A bag of sweets had spilled out of Freds pocket and the contents were now rolling in every direction - big, fat toffees in brightly colored wrappers. Fred scrambled around, cramming them back into his pocket, then gave the Dursleys a cheery wave, stepped forward, and walked right into the fire, saying the Burrow. Aunt Petunia gave a little shuddering gasp. There was a whooshing sound, and Fred vanished. Right then, George, said Mr. Weasley, you and the trunk. Harry helped George carry the trunk forward into the flames and turn it onto its end so that he could hold it better. Then, with a second whoosh, George had cried the Burrow. and vanished too. Ron, you next, said Mr. Weasley. See you, said Ron brightly to the Dursleys. He grinned broadly at Harry, then stepped into the fire, shouted the Burrow. and disappeared. Now Harry and Mr. Weasley alone remained. Well. bye then, Harry said to the Dursleys. They didnt say anything at all. Harry moved toward the fire, but just as he reached the edge of the hearth, Mr. Weasley put out a hand and held him back. He was looking at the Dursleys in amazement. Harry said good-bye to you, he said. Didnt you hear him. It doesnt matter, Harry muttered to Mr. Weasley. Honestly, I dont care. Weasley did not remove his hand from Harrys shoulder. You arent going to see your nephew till next summer, he said to Uncle Vernon in mild indignation. Surely youre going to say good-bye. Uncle Vernons face worked furiously. The idea of being taught consideration by a man who had just blasted away half his living room wall seemed to be causing him intense suffering. But Mr. Weasleys wand was still in his hand, and Uncle Vernons tiny eyes darted to it once, before he said, very resentfully, Good-bye, then. See you, said Harry, putting one foot forward into the green flames, which felt pleasantly like warm breath. At that moment, pubg game ka video with subtitles, a horrible gagging sound erupted behind him, and Aunt Petunia started to scream. Harry wheeled around. Dudley was no longer standing behind his parents. He was kneeling beside the coffee table, and he was gagging and sputtering on a foot-long, purple, slimy thing that was protruding from his mouth. One bewildered second later, Harry realized that the foot-long thing was Dudleys tongue - and that a brightly colored toffee wrapper lay on the floor before him. Aunt Petunia hurled herself onto the ground beside Dudley, seized the end of his swollen tongue, and attempted to wrench it out of his mouth; unsurprisingly, Dudley yelled and sputtered worse than ever, trying to fight her off. Uncle Vernon was bellowing and waving his arms around, and Mr. Weasley had to shout to make himself heard. Not to worry, I can sort him out. he yelled, advancing on Dudley with his wand outstretched, but Aunt Petunia screamed worse than ever and threw herself on top of Dudley, shielding him from Mr. Weasley. No, really. said Mr. Weasley desperately. Its a simple process - it was the toffee - my son Fred - real practical joker - but its only an Engorgement Charm - at least, I think it is - please, I can correct it - But far from being reassured, the Dursleys became more panic-stricken; Aunt Petunia was sobbing hysterically, tugging Dudleys tongue as though determined to rip it out; Dudley appeared to be suffocating under the combined pressure of his mother and his tongue; and Uncle Vernon, who had lost control completely, seized a china figure from on top of the sideboard and threw it very hard at Mr. Weasley, who ducked, causing the ornament to shatter in the blasted fireplace. Now really. said Mr. Weasley angrily, brandishing his wand. Im trying How long does steam maintenance last help. Bellowing like a wounded hippo, Uncle Vernon snatched up another ornament. Harry, go. Just go. Weasley shouted, his wand on Uncle Vernon. Ill sort this out. Harry didnt want to miss the fun, but Uncle Vernons second ornament narrowly missed his left ear, and on balance he thought it best to leave the situation to Mr. Weasley. He stepped into the fire, looking over his shoulder as he said the Burrow. His last fleeting glimpse of the living room was of Mr. Weasley blasting a third ornament out of Uncle Vernons hand with his wand, Aunt Petunia screaming and lying on top of Dudley, and Dudleys tongue lolling around like a great slimy python. But next moment Harry had begun to spin very fast, and the Dursleys living room was whipped out of sight in a rush of emerald-green flames. H CHAPTER FIVE WEASLEYS WIZARD WHEEZES arry spun faster and faster, elbows tucked tightly to his sides, blurred fireplaces flashing past him, until he started to feel sick and closed his eyes. Then, when at last he felt himself slowing down, he threw out his hands and came to a halt in time to prevent himself from falling face forward out of the Weasleys kitchen fire. Did he eat it. said Fred excitedly, holding out a hand to pull Harry to his feet. Yeah, said Harry, straightening up. What was it. Ton-Tongue Toffee, said Fred brightly. George and I invented them, and weve been looking for someone to test them on all summer. The tiny kitchen exploded with laughter; Harry looked around and saw that Ron and George were sitting at the scrubbed wooden table with two redhaired people Harry had never seen before, though he knew immediately who they must be: Bill and Charlie, the two eldest Weasley brothers. Howre you doing, Harry. said the nearer of the two, grinning at him and holding out a large hand, which Harry shook, feeling calluses and blisters under his fingers. This had to be Charlie, who worked with dragons in Romania. Charlie was built like the twins, shorter and stockier than Percy and Ron, who were both long and lanky. He had a broad, good-natured face, which was weather-beaten and so freckly that he looked almost tanned; his arms were muscular, and one of them had a large, shiny burn on it. Bill got to his feet, smiling, and also shook Harrys hand. Bill came as something of a surprise. Harry knew that he worked for the Wizarding bank, Gringotts, and that Bill had been Head Boy at Hogwarts; Harry had always imagined Bill to be an older version of Percy: fussy about rule-breaking and fond of bossing everyone around. However, Bill was - there was no other word for it - cool. He was tall, with long hair that he had tied back in a ponytail. He was wearing an earring with what looked like a fang dangling from it. Bills clothes would not have looked out of place at a rock concert, except that Harry recognized his boots to be made, not of leather, but of dragon hide. Before any of them could say anything else, there was a faint popping noise, and Mr. Weasley appeared out of thin air at Georges shoulder. He was looking angrier than Harry had ever seen him. That wasnt funny, Fred. he shouted. What on earth did you give that Muggle boy. I didnt give him anything, said Fred, with another evil grin. I just dropped it. It was his fault he went and ate it, I never told him to. You dropped it on purpose. roared Mr. Weasley. You knew hed eat it, you knew he was on a diet - How big did his tongue get. George asked eagerly. It was four feet long before his parents would let me shrink it. Harry and the Weasleys roared with laughter again. It isnt funny. Weasley shouted. That sort of behavior seriously undermines wizardMuggle relations. I spend half my life campaigning against the mistreatment of Muggles, and my own sons - We didnt give it to him because hes a Muggle. said Fred indignantly. No, we gave it to him because hes a great bullying git, said George. Isnt he, Harry. Yeah, he is, Mr. Weasley, said Harry earnestly. Thats not the point. raged Mr. Weasley. You wait until I tell your mother - Tell me what. said a voice behind them. Mrs. Weasley had just entered the kitchen. She was a short, plump woman with a very kind face, though her eyes were presently narrowed with suspicion. Oh hello, Harry, dear, she said, spotting him and smiling. Then her eyes snapped back to her husband. Tell me what, Arthur. Weasley hesitated. Harry could tell that, however angry he was with Fred and George, he hadnt really intended to tell Mrs. Weasley what had happened. There was a silence, while Mr. Weasley eyed his wife nervously. Then two girls appeared in the kitchen doorway behind Mrs. Weasley. One, with very bushy brown hair and rather large front teeth, was Harrys and Rons friend, Hermione Granger. The other, who was small and red-haired, was Rons younger sister, Ginny. Both of them smiled at Harry, who grinned back, which made Ginny go scarlet - she had been very taken with Harry ever since his first visit to the Burrow. Tell me what, Arthur. Mrs. Weasley repeated, in a dangerous sort of voice. Its nothing, Molly, mumbled Mr. Weasley, Fred and George just - but Ive had words with them - What have they done this time. said Mrs. Weasley. If its got anything to do with Weasleys Wizard Wheezes - Why dont you show Harry where hes sleeping, Ron. said Hermione from the doorway. He knows where hes sleeping, said Ron, in my room, he slept there last - We can all go, said Hermione pointedly. Oh, said Ron, cottoning on. Right. Yeah, well come too, said George. You stay where you are. snarled Mrs. Weasley. Harry and Ron edged out of the kitchen, and they, Hermione, and Ginny set off along the narrow hallway and up the rickety staircase that zigzagged through the house to the upper stories. What are Weasleys Wizard Wheezes. Harry asked as they climbed. Ron and Ginny both laughed, although Hermione didnt. Mum found this stack of order forms when she was cleaning Fred and Georges room, said Ron quietly. Great long price lists for stuff theyve invented. Joke stuff, you know. Fake wands and trick sweets, loads of stuff. It was brilliant, I never knew theyd been inventing all that. Weve been hearing explosions out of their room for ages, but we never thought they were actually making things, said Ginny. We thought they just liked the noise. Only, most of the stuff - well, all of it, really - was a bit dangerous, said Ron, and, you know, they were planning to sell it at Hogwarts to make some money, and Mum went mad at them. Told them they werent allowed to make any more of it, and burned all the order forms. Shes furious at them anyway. They didnt get as many Baldurs gate free download game. s as she expected. s were Ordinary Wizarding Levels, the examinations Hogwarts students took at the age of fifteen. And then there was this big row, Ginny said, because Mum wants them to go into the Ministry of Magic like Dad, and they told her all they want to do is open a joke shop. Just then a door on the second landing opened, and a face poked out wearing horn-rimmed glasses and a very annoyed expression. Hi, Percy, How long does steam maintenance last Harry. Oh hello, Harry, said Percy. I was wondering who was making all the noise. Im trying to work in here, you know - Ive got a report to finish for the office - and its rather difficult to concentrate when people keep thundering up and down the stairs. Were not thundering, said Ron irritably. Were walking. Sorry if weve disturbed the top-secret workings of the Ministry of Magic. What are you working on. said Harry. A report for the Department of International Magical Cooperation, said Percy smugly. Were trying to standardize cauldron thickness. Some of these foreign imports are just a shade too thin - leakages have been increasing at a How long does steam maintenance last of almost three percent a year - Thatll change the world, that report will, said Ron. Front page of the Daily Prophet, I expect, cauldron leaks. Percy went slightly pink. You might sneer, Ron, he said heatedly, but unless some sort of international law is imposed we might well find the market flooded with flimsy, shallow-bottomed products that seriously endanger - Yeah, yeah, all right, said Ron, and he started off upstairs again. Percy slammed his bedroom door shut. As Harry, Hermione, and Ginny followed Ron up three more flights of stairs, shouts from the kitchen below echoed up to them. It sounded as though Mr.
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I grabbed my stuff and packed it, then I put on my rucksack and went out into the garden. The little Coc bh 8 base of light was hovering there, waiting for me, and when I came out bhh bobbed along a bit and I followed it behind the shed and then it. well, it went inside me. Sorry. said Harry, sure he had not heard correctly. It sort of floated toward me, said Ron, illustrating the movement with his free index finger, right to my chest, and then - it just went straight through. It was here, he touched a point close to his heart, I could feel it, it was hot. And once it was baae me I knew what I was supposed to do, I knew it would take me where I needed to go. So I Disapparated and came out on the side of a hill. There was snow everywhere. We were there, Coc bh 8 base Harry. We spent two nights there, and the second night I kept thinking I could hear someone moving around in the dark and calling out. Yeah, well, that vh been me, said Ron. Your protective spells work, anyway, because I couldnt see you and I couldnt hear you. I was sure you were https://godeddaddygogogo.cloud/windows/pub-quiz-questions-and-answers-xp.php, though, so in the end I got in my sleeping bag and waited for one of you to appear. I thought youd have to show yourselves when you packed up the tent. No, actually, said Hermione. Weve been Disapparating under the Bzse Cloak as an extra precaution. And we left really early, because, as Harry says, wed heard somebody blundering around. Well, I stayed on that hill all day, said Ron. I kept hoping youd appear. Vh when it started to get dark I knew I must have missed you, so I clicked the Deluminator again, the blue source came out and went inside me, and I Disapparated and bqse here in these woods. I still couldnt see you, so I just had to hope one of you would show yourselves in the end - and Harry did. Well, I saw the doe first, obviously. You saw the what. said Hermione sharply. They explained what had happened, and as the story of the silver doe and the sword in the basee unfolded, Hermione frowned from one to the other of them, concentrating so hard she forgot to keep her limbs locked together. But it must have been a Patronus. she said. Couldnt you see who was Coc bh 8 base it. Didnt you see anyone. And it led you to the sword. I cant believe this. Then what go here. Ron explained how he had watched Harry jump into the pool and had waited for him to resurface; how he had realized that something was wrong, dived in, and saved Harry, then returned for the sword. He got as far as the opening read article the locket, then hesitated, and Harry cut in. - and Ron stabbed it with the sword. And. and it went. Just like that. she whispered. Well, it - it screamed, said Harry with half a glance at Ron. Here. He threw the locket into her lap; gingerly she picked it up and examined its punctured windows. Bwse that it was at last safe to do so, Harry removed the Shield Charm with a wave of Hermiones wand and turned to Ron. Did you just say you got away from the Snatchers with a spare wand. What. said Ron, who had been watching Hermione examining the locket. Oh - oh yeah. He tugged open a buckle on his rucksack and pulled a short, dark wand out of its pocket. Coc bh 8 base. I figured its always handy to have a backup. You were right, said Harry, holding out his hand. Mines broken. Youre kidding. Ron said, but at that moment Hermione got to her feet, and he looked apprehensive again. Hermione put the vanquished Horcrux into the beaded bag, then climbed back into her bhh and settled down without another word. Ron passed Coc bh 8 base the new wand. About the best you could hope for, I sorry, diablo 4 angel emote have, murmured Harry. Yeah, said Ron. Couldve been worse. Remember those birds she set on me. I still havent ruled it out, came Hermiones muffled voice from beneath her blankets, but Harry saw Ron smiling slightly as he pulled his maroon pajamas baze of his rucksack. H CHAPTER TWENTY XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD arry had not expected Hermiones anger to abate overnight, and was therefore unsurprised that she communicated mainly by dirty looks and pointed silences the next morning. Ron responded by maintaining an unnaturally somber demeanor in her presence as an outward sign of continuing remorse. In fact, when all three of them were together Harry felt like learn more here only non-mourner at a poorly attended funeral. During those few moments he spent alone with Harry, however boys pubg full name for water and searching the undergrowth for mushrooms), Ron became shamelessly cheery. Someone helped us, he kept saying. Someone sent that doe. Someones on our side.
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