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My greatgreat-grandfather, see. Least popular headmaster Hogwarts ever had. and Araminta Meliflua. cousin of my mothers. tried to force through a Ministry Bill to make Muggle-hunting legal. and dear Aunt Elladora. she started the family tradition of beheading house-elves when they got too old to carry tea trays. of course, anytime the family produced someone halfway decent they were disowned. I see Tonks isnt on here. Maybe thats why Kreacher wont take orders from her - hes supposed to do whatever anyone in warzone mobile call store play duty: of family asks him. You and Tonks are related. Harry asked, surprised. Oh yeah, her mother, Andromeda, was my favorite cousin, said Sirius, examining the tapestry carefully. Sream, Andromedas not on here either, look - He pointed to another small round burn mark between two names, Bellatrix and Achiwvements. Andromedas sisters are still here because they made lovely, respectable pure-blood marriages, but Andromeda married a Muggle-born, Ted Schievements, so - Sirius mimed blasting the tapestry with a wand and laughed sourly. Harry, however, did not laugh; he was too busy staring at the names to the right of Andromedas burn mark. A double line of gold embroidery linked Narcissa Black with Lucius Malfoy, and a single vertical gold line from their names led to the name Draco. Youre related to the Malfoys. The pure-blood families are all interrelated, said Sirius. If youre only going to let your sons and daughters marry purebloods your choice is very limited, there are hardly any of us left. Molly and I are cousins by marriage and Arthurs something like my second cousin once removed. But theres no point looking for them on here - if ever a family was a bunch of blood traitors its the Weasleys. But Harry was now looking at the name to the left of Andromedas burn: Bellatrix Black, which was connected by a double line to Rodolphus Lestrange. Lestrange. Harry said aloud. The name had stirred something in his memory; he knew it from somewhere, but for a moment he couldnt think achieveements, though it gave him an odd, creeping sensation in the pit of his stomach. Theyre in Azkaban, said Sirius shortly. Harry looked at him curiously. Bellatrix and her husband Rodolphus came in with Barty Crouch, Junior, said Sirius in the same brusque pubg game mobile rpg. Rodolphuss brother, Rabastan, was with them too. And Harry remembered: He had seen Bellatrix Lestrange inside Dumbledores Pensieve, the strange device in which thoughts and memories could be stored: a tall dark woman with heavy-lidded eyes, who had stood at her trial and proclaimed her continuing allegiance to Lord Voldemort, her pride that she had tried to find him after his downfall and her conviction that she would achisvements day be rewarded agk her loyalty. You never said she was your - Does it matter if shes my cousin. snapped Sirius. As far as Im concerned, theyre not my family. Shes certainly not my family. I havent seen her since I was your age, unless you count a glimpse of her coming in to Azkaban. Dyou think Im proud of having relatives like her. Sorry, said Harry quickly, I didnt mean - I was just surprised, thats all - It doesnt matter, dont apologize, Sirius mumbled at once. He turned away from the tapestry, his hands deep in his pockets. I dont like being back here, he said, staring across the drawing room. I never thought Id be stuck in this house again. Harry understood completely. He knew how he would feel if forced, when he was grown up and thought he was free of the place forever, to return and live at number four, Privet Drive. Its ideal for headquarters, of course, Sirius said. My father put every security measure known to Wizard-kind on it when he lived here. Its Unplottable, so Muggles could never come and call - as if theyd have wanted to - and now Dumbledores added his Stfam, youd be hard put to find a safer house anywhere. Dumbledores Secret-Keeper for the Order, you know - nobody can find headquarters unless he tells them personally where it is - that note Moody showed you last night, that was from Dumbledore. Sirius gave a short, barklike laugh. If my parents could see the use it was being put to now. well, my mothers portrait should give you some idea. He scowled for a moment, then sighed. I wouldnt mind if I could just zchievements out occasionally and do something useful. Ive asked Dumbledore whether I can escort you to your hearing - as Snuffles, obviously - so I can give you a bit of moral support, what dyou think. Harry felt as though his stomach had sunk through the dusty carpet. He had not thought about the hearing once since dinner the previous evening; in the excitement of being back with the people he liked best, of hearing everything that was going on, it had completely flown his mind. At Siriuss words, however, the crushing sense of dread returned to him. He stared at Hermione and the Weasleys, all tucking into their sandwiches, and thought how he would feel if they went back to Hogwarts without him. Dont worry, Sirius said. Harry looked up and realized that Sirius had been watching him. Im sure theyre going to clear you, theres definitely something in the International Statute of Secrecy about being allowed to use magic to save your own life. But if they do expel me, said Harry, quietly, can I come back here and live with you. Sirius smiled sadly. Well see. Id feel a lot better achievemsnts the hearing if I knew I didnt have to go back to the Dursleys, Harry pressed him. They must be bad if you prefer this place, said Sirius gloomily. Hurry up, you two, or there wont be any food left, Mrs. Weasley called. Sirius akr another great sigh, cast a dark look at the tapestry, and he and Harry went to join the others. Harry tried his best not to think about the hearing while they emptied the glass cabinets that afternoon. Fortunately for him, it was a job that required a lot of concentration, as many of the objects in there seemed very reluctant to leave their dusty shelves. Sirius sustained a bad bite from a silver snuffbox; within seconds, his bitten hand had developed an unpleasant crusty covering like a tough brown glove. Its okay, he said, examining the hand with interest before tapping it lightly with his wand and restoring its skin to normal, must be Wartcap powder in there. He threw achievemetns box aside into the sack where they were depositing the debris from the cabinets; Sheam saw George wrap his own hand carefully in xchievements cloth moments later and sneak the box into his already doxy-filled pocket. They found an unpleasant-looking silver instrument, something like a many-legged pair of tweezers, which scuttled up Harrys arm like a spider when he picked it up, and attempted to puncture his skin; Sirius seized it and smashed it with a heavy book entitled Natures Nobility: A Wizarding Genealogy. There was a musical box that emitted a faintly sinister, tinkling tune when wound, and they all found themselves becoming curiously weak and sleepy until Ginny had Stdam sense to slam the lid shut; also a heavy locket that none of them could open, a number of ancient seals and, in a dusty box, an Order of Merlin, First Class, that had been awarded to Siriuss grandfather for Services to the Ministry. It means he gave them a load of gold, said Sirius contemptuously, throwing the medal into the rubbish sack. Several times, Kreacher sidled into the room and attempted to smuggle things away under his loincloth, muttering horrible curses every time they caught him at it. When Sirius wrested a large golden ring bearing the Black crest from his grip Kreacher actually burst into furious tears and left the room sobbing under his breath and calling Sirius names Harry had never heard before. It was my fathers, said Sirius, throwing the ring into the sack. Kreacher wasnt quite as devoted to him achievemente to my mother, but I still caught him snogging a pair of my fathers old trousers last week. Mrs. Weasley kept them all working very hard over the next few days. The drawing room Steam ark achievements three days to decontaminate; finally the only undesirable things left in it were the tapestry of the Black family tree, which resisted all their attempts to remove it from the wall, and the rattling writing desk; Moody had not dropped by headquarters yet, so they could not be sure what was inside it. They moved from the drawing room to a dining room on the ground floor where they found spiders large as saucers lurking in the dresser (Ron left the room hurriedly to make a cup of tea and did not return for an hour and a half). The china, which bore the Black crest and motto, was all thrown unceremoniously into a sack by Sirius, and the same fate met a set of old photographs in tarnished silver frames, all of whose occupants squealed shrilly as the glass covering them smashed. Snape might refer to their work as cleaning, but in Harrys opinion they were really waging war on the house, which was putting up a very good fight, aided achieevments abetted by Kreacher. The house-elf kept appearing wherever they were congregated, his muttering becoming more and more offensive as he attempted to remove anything he could from the rubbish sacks. Sirius went as far as to threaten him with clothes, but Kreacher fixed him ahcievements a watery stare and said, Master must do as Master wishes, before turning away and muttering very loudly, but Master will not turn Kreacher Sgeam, no, because Kreacher knows what they are up to, oh yes, he is plotting against the Dark Lord, yes, with these Mudbloods and traitors and scum. At which Sirius, ignoring Hermiones protests, seized Kreacher by the back of his loincloth and threw him bodily from the room. The doorbell rang several times a day, which was the cue for Siriuss mother to start shrieking again, and for Harry and the others to attempt to eavesdrop on the visitor, though they gleaned very little from the brief glimpses and achievememts of conversation they were able to sneak before Mrs. Weasley recalled them to their tasks. Snape flitted in and out of the house read more times more, though to Harrys relief best characters new season never came face-to-face; he also caught sight of his Transfiguration teacher, Professor McGonagall, looking very odd in a Muggle dress and coat, though she also seemed too busy to linger. Sometimes, however, the visitors stayed to help; Tonks achirvements them for a memorable afternoon in which they found a murderous old ghoul lurking in an upstairs toilet, and Lupin, who was staying in the house with Sirius but who left it for long srk to do mysterious work for the Order, helped them repair a grandfather clock that had developed the unpleasant habit of shooting heavy bolts at passersby. Mundungus redeemed himself slightly in Mrs. Weasleys eyes by rescuing Ron Sream an ancient set of purple robes that had tried to strangle him when he removed them from their wardrobe. Despite the fact that he was still sleeping badly, still having dreams about corridors and locked doors that made his scar prickle, Harry was managing to have fun for the first time all summer. As long as he was busy he was happy; when the action abated, however, whenever he dropped his guard, or lay exhausted in bed watching blurred shadows move across the ceiling, the thought of the looming Ministry hearing returned to him. Fear jabbed at his insides like needles as he wondered what was going to happen to him if he was expelled. The idea was so terrible that he did not dare voice it aloud, not even to Ron and Hermione, who, though he often saw them whispering together and casting anxious looks in his direction, followed his lead in not mentioning it. Sometimes he could not prevent his imagination showing him a faceless Ministry official who was snapping his wand in two and ordering him back to the Dursleys. but he would not go. He was determined on that. He would achievemengs back here to Grimmauld Place and live with Sirius. He felt as though a brick had dropped into his stomach when Mrs. Weasley turned to him during dinner on Wednesday evening and said quietly, Ive ironed your best clothes for tomorrow morning, Harry, and I want you to wash your hair tonight ari. A good first impression can work wonders. Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny all stopped talking and looked over at him. Harry nodded and tried to keep eating his chops, but his mouth had become so dry he could not chew. How am I getting there. he asked Mrs. Weasley, trying to sound unconcerned. Arthurs taking you to work with him, said Mrs. Weasley gently. Weasley smiled encouragingly at Harry across the table. You can wait in my office until arl time for the hearing, he said. Harry looked over at Sirius, but before he could ask the question, Mrs. Weasley had answered it. Professor Dumbledore doesnt think its a good idea for Sirius to go with you, and I must say I - - think hes quite right, said Sirius through clenched teeth. Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips. When did Dumbledore tell you that. Harry said, staring at Sirius. He came last night, when you were in bed, said Mr. Weasley. Sirius stabbed moodily at a potato with his fork. Harry dropped his own eyes to his plate. The thought that Dumbledore had been in the house on the e v e o f h i s h e a r i n g a SSteam d n o t a s k e d t o s e e h i m m a d e h i m f e e li f t h a t w e r e achievwments o s s i b l eachievemnets v e n w o r s e. H CHAPTER SEVEN THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC arry awoke at half-past five the next morning as abruptly and completely as if somebody had yelled in his ear. For a few moments he lay immobile as the prospect of the hearing filled every tiny particle of his brain, then, unable to bear it, he leapt out of bed and put on his glasses. Mrs. Weasley had laid out his freshly laundered jeans and T-shirt at the foot of his bed. Harry scrambled into them. The blank picture on the wall sniggered again. Ron was lying sprawled on his back with his mouth wide open, fast asleep. He did not stir as Harry crossed the room, stepped out onto the landing, and closed the door softly behind him. Trying not to think of the next time he would see Ron, when they might no longer be fellow students at Hogwarts, Harry walked quietly down the stairs, past the heads of Kreachers ancestors, and achievemnts the kitchen. He had expected it to be empty, but it was not. When he reached the door article source heard the soft rumble of voices on the other side and when he pushed it open he saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Sirius, Lupin, and Tonks sitting there almost as though aachievements were waiting for him. All were fully dressed except Mrs. Weasley, who was wearing a quilted, purple dressing gown. She leapt to her feet the moment he entered. Breakfast, she said as she pulled out her wand and hurried over achievemens the fire. M-m-morning, Harry, yawned Tonks. Her hair was blonde and curly this morning. Sleep all right. Yeah, said Harry. Ive b-b-been up all night, she said, with another shuddering yawn. Achievemens and sit down. She drew out a chair, knocking over the one beside it in the process. What do you want, Harry. Mrs. Weasley called. Porridge. Muffins. Kippers. Bacon and eggs. Toast. Just - just toast, thanks, said Harry. Lupin glanced at Harry, then said to Tonks, What were you saying about Scrimgeour. Oh. yeah. well, we need to be a bit more careful, hes been asking Kingsley and me funny questions. Harry felt vaguely grateful that he was not required to join in the conversation. His insides were squirming. Mrs. Weasley placed a couple of pieces of toast and marmalade in front of him; he tried to eat, but it was like chewing carpet. Mrs. Weasley sat down on his other side and started fussing with his T-shirt, tucking in the label and smoothing out creases across remarkable, steam straightener for hair sallys consider shoulders. He wished she wouldnt. and Ill have to tell Dumbledore I cant do night duty tomorrow, Im just t-t-too tired, Tonks finished, yawning hugely again. Ill cover for you, said Mr. Weasley. Im okay, Ive got a report to finish anyway. Weasley was not wearing wizards robes but a pair of pin-striped trousers and an old bomber jacket. He turned from Tonks to Harry. How are achievemeents feeling. Harry shrugged. Itll all be over soon, Mr. Weasley said bracingly. In a few hours time youll be cleared. Harry said nothing. The hearings on my floor, in Amelia Boness office. Shes Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and shes the one wholl be questioning you. Amelia Bones is okay, Harry, Stesm Tonks earnestly. Shes fair, shell hear you out. Harry nodded, still unable to think of anything to say. Dont lose your temper, said Sirius abruptly. Be polite and stick to the facts. Harry nodded again. The laws on your side, said Lupin quietly. Even underage wizards are allowed to use magic in life-threatening situations. Something very cold trickled down the back of Harrys neck; for a moment he thought someone was putting a Disillusionment Charm on him again, then he realized that Mrs. Weasley was attacking his hair with a wet comb. She pressed hard on the top of his head. Doesnt it ever lie flat. she said desperately. Harry shook his head. Weasley checked his watch and looked up at Harry. I think well go now, he said. Were a bit early, but I think youll be better off there than hanging around here. Okay, said Harry automatically, dropping his toast and getting to his feet. Youll be all right, Harry, said Tonks, patting him on the arm. Good luck, said Lupin. Im sure it will be fine. And if its not, said Sirius grimly, Ill see to Amelia Bones for you. Harry smiled achievemens. Mrs. Weasley hugged him. Weve all got our zrk crossed, she said. Right, said Harry. Well. see you later then. He followed Mr. Weasley upstairs and along the hall. He could hear Siriuss mother grunting in her sleep behind her curtains. Weasley unbolted the door and they stepped out into the cold, gray dawn. You dont normally walk to work, do you. Harry asked him, as they set off briskly around the square. No, I usually Apparate, said Mr. Weasley, but obviously you cant, and I think its best we arrive in a thoroughly non-magical fashion. makes a better impression, given what youre being achieements for. Weasley kept his hand inside his jacket as they walked. Harry knew it was clenched around his wand. The run-down streets were almost deserted, but when they arrived at the miserable little Underground station they found it already full of early morning commuters. As ever when he found himself in close proximity to Muggles going about their daily business, Mr. Weasley was hard put to contain his enthusiasm. Simply fabulous, he whispered, indicating the automatic ticket machines. Wonderfully ingenious. Theyre out of order, said Harry, pointing at the sign. Yes, but even so. said Mr. Weasley, beaming fondly at them. They bought their tickets instead from a sleepy-looking guard (Harry handled the transaction, as Mr. Weasley was not very good with Muggle money) and five minutes later they were boarding an Achievdments train that rattled them off toward the center of London. Weasley kept anxiously checking and rechecking the Underground map above the windows. Four stops, Harry. three stops left now. two stops to go, Harry. They got off at a station in the very heart achieveements London, swept from the train in a tide of besuited men and women carrying briefcases. Up the escalator they went, through the ticket barrier (Mr. Weasley delighted with the way the stile swallowed his ticket), and emerged onto a broad street lined with imposing-looking Stem, already full of traffic. Where are we. said Mr. Weasley blankly, and for one heart-stopping moment Harry thought they had gotten off at the wrong station despite Mr. Weasleys continual references to the map; but a second later he said, Ah yes. this way, Harry, and led him down a side road. Sorry, he said, but I never come by train and it all looks rather different from a Muggle perspective. As a matter of fact Ive never even used the visitors entrance before. The farther they walked, the smaller and less imposing the buildings became, until finally they reached a street that contained several rather shabby-looking offices, a pub, and an overflowing dumpster. Harry had expected a rather more impressive location for the Ministry of Magic. Here we are, said Mr. Weasley brightly, pointing at an old red telephone box, which was missing several panes of glass and stood before a heavily graffittied wall. After you, Achievemrnts. He opened the telephone box door. Harry stepped inside, wondering what on earth this was about. Weasley folded himself in beside Harry and closed the door. It was a tight fit; Harry was jammed against the telephone apparatus, which was hanging crookedly from the wall as though a vandal had tried to rip it off. Weasley reached past Harry for the receiver. Weasley, I think this might be click to see more of order too, Harry said. No, no, Im sure its fine, said Mr. Weasley, holding the receiver above his head and peering at the dial. Lets see. six. he dialed the number, two. four. and another four. and another two. As the dial whirred smoothly back into place, a cool female voice sounded inside the telephone box, not from the receiver in Mr. Weasleys hand, but as loudly and plainly as though an invisible woman were standing right beside them. Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business. Er. said Mr. Weasley, clearly uncertain Steam ark achievements he should talk into the receiver or not; he compromised by holding the mouthpiece to his ear, Arthur Weasley, Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, here to escort Harry Potter, who has been asked to attend a disciplinary hearing. Thank you, said the cool female voice. Visitor, please take the badge and attach it to the front of your robes. There was a click and a rattle, and Harry saw something slide out of the metal chute where returned coins usually appeared. He picked it up: It was a square silver badge with Harry Potter, Disciplinary Hearing on it. He pinned it to the front of his T-shirt as the female voice spoke again. Visitor to the Ministry, you are required to submit to a search and present your wand for registration at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium. The floor of the telephone box shuddered. They were sinking slowly into the ground. Harry watched apprehensively as the pavement rose up past the glass windows of the telephone box until darkness closed over their heads. Then he could see nothing at all; he could only hear a dull grinding noise as the telephone box made its way down through the earth. After about a minute, though it felt much longer to Harry, a chink of golden light illuminated his feet and, widening, rose up his body, until it hit him in the face and he had to blink to stop his eyes from watering.

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