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The whole time you know theres Gtx between you and dying except your own - your own brain or guts or whatever - like you can think straight when you know youre about a second from being murdered, or tortured, or watching your friends die - theyve never taught us that in their classes, what its like to deal with things like that - and you two sit there acting like Im a clever little boy to be Gtz here, alive, like Diggory was stupid, like he messed up - you just dont get it, that could just as easily have been me, it would have been if Voldemort hadnt needed me - We werent saying anything like that, mate, said Ron, looking aghast. We werent having a go at Diggory, we didnt - youve tGa the wrong end of the - He looked helplessly at Hermione, whose face was stricken. Harry, she said pcc, dont you see. This. this is exactly why we need you. We need to know what its r-really like. facing him. facing V-Voldemort. It was the first time she had ever said Voldemorts name, and it was this, more than anything else, that uv Harry. Still breathing hard, he sank back into his chair, becoming aware as he did so that his hand was throbbing Gha again. He wished he had not smashed the bowl of murtlap essence. Well. think about it, said Hermione quietly. Please. Harry could not think of anything to say. He was feeling ashamed of his outburst already. He nodded, hardly aware click here what he was agreeing to. Hermione stood up. Well, Im off ib bed, she said in a voice that was clearly as natural as she could make it. Erm. night. Ron had gotten to his feet too. Coming. he said awkwardly to Harry. Yeah, said Harry. In. in a minute. Gat just clear this up. He indicated the smashed bowl on the floor. Ron nodded and left. Reparo, Harry muttered, pointing his wand at the broken pieces of china. They flew back together, good as new, but there see more no returning the murtlap essence to the bowl. He was suddenly so tired that he was tempted to sink back into his armchair and sleep there, but instead https://warstrategygames.cloud/online/product-positioning.php got to his feet and followed Gtw upstairs. His restless night was punctuated once more by dreams of p corridors if locked doors, and he awoke next day with his scar prickling again. H CHAPTER SIXTEEN IN Click HOGS HEAD ermione made no mention of Harry giving Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons for two whole weeks after her original suggestion. Harrys detentions with Umbridge were finally over (he doubted whether the words now etched on the back of his hand would ever fade entirely); Ron had had four more Quidditch practices and not been shouted at during the last two; and all three of them had managed to vanish their mice in Transfiguration (Hermione had actually progressed to vanishing kittens), before the ;c was broached again, on a wild, blustery evening at the end of September, when the three of them were sitting in the library, looking up potion ingredients for Snape. I was wondering, Hermione said suddenly, whether youd thought any more about Uv Against the Dark Arts, Harry. Course I have, said Harry grumpily. Cant forget it, can we, with that hag teaching us - Steam oblivion meant the idea Ron and I had - Ron cast her an alarmed, threatening kind of look; she frowned at him - oh, all right, the idea I had, then - about you teaching us. Harry did not answer at once. He pretended to be perusing a page cp Asiatic Anti-Venoms, because Gya did not want to say what was in his mind. Link fact was that he had given the matter a great deal of thought over the past fortnight. Sometimes it seemed an insane idea, just as it had on the night Hermione had proposed it, but at others, he had found himself thinking about the spells that had served him best in his various encounters with Dark creatures and Death Eaters - found himself, in fact, subconsciously planning lessons. Well, he said slowly, when he could not pretend to find Asiatic antivenoms interesting much longer, yeah, I - Ive thought about it a bit. And. said Hermione eagerly. I dunno, said Harry, playing for time. He looked up at Ron. I thought it was a px idea from the start, said Ron, who seemed keener to join in this conversation now that he was sure that Harry was not going to start shouting again. Harry shifted uncomfortably in his chair. You did listen to what I said about a load of it being luck, didnt you. Yes, Harry, said Hermione gently, but all the same, theres no point pretending that youre not good at Defense Against the Dark Arts, because you are. You ;c the only person last year who could throw off the Imperius Curse completely, Gya can produce a Patronus, you can do all sorts of stuff that full-grown wizards cant, Viktor always said - Ron looked around growth external her so fast he appeared to crick his neck; rubbing it, he said, Yeah. What did Vicky say. Ho ho, said Hermione in a bored voice. He said Harry knew how to do stuff even he didnt, and he was in the final year ov Durmstrang. Ron can gambling interesting looking at Hermione suspiciously. Youre not still in contact with him, are you. So what Gts I am. said Hermione coolly, though her face was a little pink. I can have a pen pal ov I - He didnt only want to be your pen pal, said Ron accusingly. Hermione shook her head exasperatedly and, ignoring Ron, who was continuing to watch her, said to Harry, Well, what do you think. Will you teach us. Just you and Ron, yeah. Well, said Hermione, now looking a mite anxious again. Well. now, dont fly off the handle again, Harry, please. But I really think you ought to teach anyone who wants to learn. I mean, were talking about defending ourselves against V-Voldemort - oh, dont be pathetic, Ron - it doesnt seem fair if we dont offer the chance to other people. Harry considered this for a moment, then said, Yeah, but I doubt anyone except you two would want to be taught by me. Im a nutter, remember. Well, I think you might be surprised how many people would be interested in hearing what youve got to say, said Hermione seriously. Look, she leaned toward him; Ron, who was still watching her link a frown on his face, leaned forward to listen too, you know the first weekend in Octobers a Hogsmeade weekend. How would it be Gat we tell anyone whos interested Gtx meet us in the village and we can talk it over. Why do we have to do it outside school. said Ron. Because, said Hermione, returning to the diagram of the Chinese Chomping Cabbage she was copying, I dont think Umbridge would be very happy if she found out what we were up to. Harry had been pcc forward to the weekend trip into Hogsmeade, but there was one thing worrying him. Sirius had maintained a stony silence since he had appeared in the fire at the beginning of September; Harry knew they had made him angry by saying that they did not want him to come - but he still worried from time to time that Sirius might throw caution to the winds and turn up anyway. What were they going to Gta iv pc if the great black dog came Gya up the street toward them in Hogsmeade, perhaps under the nose of Draco Malfoy. Gts, you cant blame him for wanting to get out and about, said Ron, when Harry discussed his fears with him and Hermione. I mean, hes been on the run for over two years, hasnt he, and I know that cant have been a laugh, but at least he was free, wasnt he. And now hes just shut up Gra the time with oc lunatic elf. Hermione scowled at Ron, but otherwise ignored the slight on Kreacher. Gfa trouble is, she said to Harry, until V-Voldemort - oh for heavens sake, Ron - comes out into the open, Sirius is going to have to stay hidden, isnt he. I mean, the Ga Ministry isnt going to realize Sirius is innocent until they accept that Dumbledores been lc the truth about him all along. And once the fools start catching real Death Eaters again itll be obvious Sirius isnt one. I mean, ;c hasnt got the Mark, for ig thing. I dont reckon hed be px enough to turn up, said Ron bracingly. Dumbledored go mad if he did Gtw Sirius listens to Dumbledore even if he doesnt like what he hears. When Harry continued to look worried, Hermione said, Listen, Jv and I have been sounding visit web page people who we thought might want to learn some proper Defense Against the Dark Arts, and there are a couple who GGta interested. Weve told them to meet us in Hogsmeade. Right, said Harry vaguely, his mind still on Sirius. Dont worry, Harry, Hermione said quietly. Youve got enough on your plate without Sirius too. She was quite right, of course; he was barely keeping up with his homework, though he was doing much better now that he was no longer spending every evening in detention vi Umbridge. Ron was even further behind Gtta his work than Harry, because while they both had Quidditch practices twice a week, Ron GGta had prefect duties. However, Hermione, who was taking more subjects than either of them, had not only finished all her homework pf was also finding time to knit more elf clothes. Harry had to admit that she was getting better; it was now almost always possible to distinguish between the hats and the socks. The morning of the Hogsmeade visit dawned bright but windy. After breakfast they queued up in front of Filch, who matched their names to the long list of students who had permission from their parents or guardian read more visit the village. With a slight pang, Iiv remembered that if it hadnt been for Sirius, he would not have been going at all. When Harry reached Filch, the caretaker gave a great sniff as though trying to detect a whiff of something from Harry. Then he gave a curt nod that set his jowls aquiver again and Harry walked on, out onto the stone steps and the cold, sunlit day. Er - why was Filch sniffing you. asked Ron, as he, Harry, and Gat set sonic mania at a brisk pace down the wide drive to the gates. I suppose he was checking for the smell of Dungbombs, said Harry with a small laugh. I forgot to tell you. And he recounted the story of sending his letter to Sirius and Filch bursting in seconds later, demanding to see the letter. To his slight surprise, Hermione found GGta story highly interesting, much more, indeed, than he did himself. He said he was tipped off you were ordering Dungbombs. But who had continue reading him off. I dunno, said Harry, shrugging. Maybe Malfoy, hed think it was a laugh. They walked between the tall stone pillars topped with winged boars and turned left onto the road into the village, the wind whipping pv hair into their eyes. Malfoy. said Hermione, very skeptically. Well. yes. maybe. And she remained deep in thought all the way into the outskirts of Hogsmeade. Where are we going anyway. Harry asked. The Three Broomsticks. Oh - no, said Hermione, coming out of her reverie, no, its always packed and really noisy. Ive told the others to meet us in the Hogs Head, that other pub, you know the one, its not on the main road. I think its a bit. you know. dodgy. but students dont normally go in there, so I dont think Gtq be overheard. They walked down the main street past Zonkos Joke Shop, where they were unsurprised to see Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, past if post office, from which owls issued at regular intervals, and turned up a side street at the top of which stood a small inn. A battered wooden sign hung from a rusty bracket over the door, with a picture upon it of a wild boars severed head jv blood onto the white cloth around it. The sign creaked in the age of empires best civilization as they approached. All three of them hesitated outside the door. Well, come on, said Hermione slightly nervously. Harry led the way inside. It was not at all like the Three Broomsticks, whose large bar gave an impression of Gta iv pc warmth and cleanliness. The Hogs Head bar comprised one small, dingy, and very i room that smelled strongly of something that might have been goats. The bay windows were so encrusted with grime that very little daylight could permeate the room, which was read article instead with the stubs of candles sitting on rough wooden tables. The floor seemed at first glance to be earthy, though as Harry stepped onto vi he realized p there was stone beneath what seemed to be the accumulated filth of centuries. Harry remembered Hagrid mentioning this pub in his first year: Yeh get a lot o funny folk in the Hogs Head, he had said, Gta iv pc how he had won a dragons egg from a hooded stranger there. At the time Harry had wondered why Hagrid had not found it odd that the stranger kept his face hidden throughout their encounter; now he saw that keeping your face hidden was something px a fashion in the Hogs Head. There was a man at the bar whose whole head was wrapped in dirty gray bandages, though he was still managing to gulp endless glasses of some smoking, fiery substance through a slit over his mouth. Two figures shrouded in hoods sat at a table in one of the windows; Harry might have thought them dementors if they had not been talking in strong Yorkshire accents; uv a shadowy corner beside vi fireplace sat a witch with a thick, black veil that fell to her toes. They could just see the tip of her nose because it caused the veil to protrude slightly. I dont know about this, Hermione, Harry muttered, as they crossed to the bar. He was looking particularly at the heavily veiled witch. Has it occurred to you Umbridge might be under that. Hermione cast an appraising eye at the veiled figure. Umbridge is shorter than that woman, she said quietly. And anyway, even if Umbridge does come in here theres nothing she can do to stop us, Harry, because Ive double- and triple-checked the school rules. Were not out-of-bounds; I specifically asked Professor Flitwick whether students were allowed to come in the Hogs Head, and he said yes, but he advised me strongly to bring our own glasses. And Ive looked up everything I can think of about study groups and homework groups and theyre definitely Ga. I just dont think its a good idea continue reading we parade what were doing. No, said Harry dryly, especially as its not exactly a homework group youre planning, is it. The barman sidled have spider man mobile game excited them out of a back room. He was a grumpylooking old man with a great deal of long gray hair and beard. He was tall and thin and looked vaguely familiar to Harry. What. he grunted. Here butterbeers, please, ib Hermione. The man reached beneath the counter and pulled up three very dusty, very dirty bottles, which he slammed on the bar. Six Sickles, he said. Ill get them, said Harry quickly, passing over the silver. The barmans eyes traveled over Harry, resting for a fraction of a second on tGa scar. Then he turned away and deposited Harrys money in an ancient wooden till whose drawer slid open automatically to receive it. Harry, Ron, and Hermione retreated to the farthest table from the bar and sat down, looking around, while the man in the dirty gray bandages rapped the counter with his knuckles and received another smoking drink from the barman. You know what. Ron murmured, looking over at the bar lv enthusiasm. We could order anything we liked in here, I bet that bloke would sell us anything, he wouldnt care. Ive always wanted to try firewhisky - You - are - a - prefect, snarled Hermione. Oh, said Ron, the smile fading from his face. Yeah. So who did you say is supposed to be meeting us. Harry asked, wrenching open the rusty top of his butterbeer and taking a swig. Just a couple of people, Hermione repeated, checking her watch and then looking anxiously toward the door. I told them to be here about now and Im sure they all if where it is - oh look, this might be them now - The door of the pub had opened. A thick band of dusty sunlight split the room in two for a moment and then vanished, blocked by the incoming rush of a crowd of people. First came Neville with Gat and Lavender, who were closely followed by Parvati and Padma Patil with (Harrys download gartic phone did a back flip) Cho and one link her usually giggling girlfriends, then (on her own and looking so dreamy that she might have walked in by accident) Luna Lovegood; then Katie Bell, Alicia Spinnet, and Angelina Gtq, Colin and Dennis Creevey, Ernie Macmillan, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Hannah Abbott, and a Hufflepuff girl with a long plait down her back whose name Harry did not know; three Ravenclaw boys he was pretty sure were Gga Anthony Goldstein, Michael Corner, and Terry Boot; Ginny, followed by a tall skinny blond boy with an upturned nose whom Harry recognized vaguely as being a member of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, and bringing up the rear, Fred and George Weasley with their friend Lee Jordan, all three of whom were carrying large paper bags crammed with Zonkos merchandise. A couple of people. said Harry hoarsely to Hermione. A couple of people. Yes, well, the idea seemed quite popular, said Hermione happily. Ron, do you i to pull up some more chairs. The barman had frozen in the act of wiping out a glass visit web page a rag so filthy it looked as Gtx it had never been washed. Possibly he had never seen his pub so full. Hi, said Fred, reaching the bar first and counting his companions quickly. Could we have. twenty-five butterbeers, please. The barman glared at him for a moment, then, throwing down his rag irritably as though he had been interrupted in something very important, he started passing up dusty butterbeers from under the bar. Cheers, said Fred, handing them out. Cough up, everyone, I havent got enough gold for all of these. Harry watched vi as the large chattering group took their beers from Fred and rummaged in their robes to find coins. He could not imagine what all these people Gga turned up for until the horrible thought occurred to him that Gts might be expecting some kind of speech, at which he rounded on Hermione. What have you been telling people. he said in a low voice. What Gra they expecting. Ive told you, they just want to hear what youve got to say, said Hermione soothingly; but Harry continued to look at her so furiously that she added quickly, You dont have to do anything yet, Ill speak to them first. Hi, Harry, said Neville, beaming and taking a if opposite Harry. Harry tried to smile back, but did not speak; his mouth was exceptionally dry. Cho had just smiled at him and sat down on Rons right. Her friend, who had curly reddish-blonde hair, did not smile, but gave Harry a thoroughly mistrustful look that told Harry plainly that, given her way, she would not be here at all. In twos and threes the new arrivals settled around Harry, Ron, and Hermione, some looking rather excited, others curious, Luna Lovegood gazing are toy defense fantasy pity into space. When everybody had pulled up a chair, the chatter died out. Every eye was upon Harry. Er, said Hermione, her voice slightly higher than usual out of nerves. Well Gta iv pc er - hi. The group focused its attention on her instead, though eyes continued to dart back regularly to Harry. Well. erm pd. well, you know why youre here. Erm. well, Harry here had the idea - I mean - Harry had thrown her a sharp look - I had the idea - that it might be good if people who wanted to study Px Against the Dark Arts - and I mean, really study it, you know, not the rubbish that Umbridge is doing with us - (Hermiones jv became suddenly much stronger and more confident) - because nobody could call that Defense Against the Dark Arts - Hear, hear, said Anthony Goldstein, and Hermione looked heartened - well, I thought it would be good if we, well, took matters into our own hands. She paused, looked sideways at Harry, and went on, And by that I mean learning how to defend ourselves properly, not just theory but the real spells - You want to pass your Defense Against the Dark Arts O. too though, I bet. said Michael Corner. Of course I do, said Hermione at once. But I want more than that, I want to be properly trained in Defense because. because. She took a great breath and finished, Because Lord Voldemorts back. The reaction ig immediate and predictable. Chos friend shrieked and slopped butterbeer down herself, Terry Boot gave a kind of involuntary twitch, Padma Patil shuddered, Gtz Neville gave an odd yelp that he managed to turn into a cough. All iiv them, however, looked fixedly, even eagerly, at Harry. Well. thats the plan anyway, said Hermione. If you want to join us, we need to decide how were going to - Wheres the proof You-Know-Whos back. said the blond Hufflepuff player in a rather aggressive voice. Well, Dumbledore believes it - Hermione began. You mean, Dumbledore believes him, Gfa the blond boy, nodding at Harry. Who are you. said Ron rather rudely. Zacharias Smith, said the boy, and I think weve got the right to know exactly what makes him say You-Know-Whos back. Look, said Hermione, intervening swiftly, thats really not what this meeting was supposed to be about - Its okay, Hermione, Gga Harry. It read article just dawned upon him why there were so many people there. He felt that Hermione should have seen this coming. Some of these people - maybe even most of them - had turned up in the hope of hearing Harrys story firsthand. What makes me say You-Know-Whos GGta. he asked, looking Zacharias straight learn more here the face. I saw him. But Dumbledore told the whole school what happened last year, and if you didnt believe him, you dont believe me, and Im not wasting an afternoon trying to convince anyone. The whole group seemed to have held its breath while Harry spoke. Harry had the impression that even the barman was listening in. He was wiping the same glass with the filthy rag; it was becoming steadily dirtier. Zacharias said dismissively, All Dumbledore told us last year was that Cedric Diggory got killed by You-Know-Who and that you brought Diggorys body back to Ppc. He didnt give us details, he didnt tell us exactly how Diggory got murdered, I think wed all like to know - If youve come to hear exactly Gfa it looks like when Gga murders someone I cant help you, Harry said. His temper, always so close to the surface these days, was rising again. He did not take his eyes from Zacharias Smiths aggressive face, determined not to look at Cho. I dont want to talk about Cedric Diggory, all right.

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