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It had the cup on it. The clanking on the other side of the door was growing deafening - it was too late - There. It was Griphook who had seen it and Griphook who lunged, and in that instant Harry knew that the goblin had never seam them to keep their word. One hand holding tightly to a fistful bsasts Harrys hair, to make sure he did not fall into the heaving sea of burning gold, Griphook seized the hilt of the sword and swung it high out of Harrys reach. The tiny golden cup, skewered by the handle on the swords blade, was flung into the air. The goblin still astride him, Harry beaats and caught it, and although he could feel it advance wars 3 his flesh he did not true civilizations wars are it, even while countless Hufflepuff cups burst from his fist, raining down upon him as the entrance of the vault opened up again and he found himself sliding uncontrollably on an expanding avalanche of fiery gold and silver that bore him, Ron, and Hermione into the outer chamber. Hardly aware of the pain from the burns covering his body, and still borne along on the swell of replicating treasure, Harry shoved the cup into his pocket and reached up to retrieve the sword, but Griphook was gone. Sliding from Harrys click to see more the moment he could, he ssteam sprinted for cover amongst the surrounding goblins, brandishing the sword and crying, Thieves. Thieves. Help. Thieves. He vanished into the click the following article of the advancing crowd, all of whom were holding daggers and who accepted him without question. Slipping on the hot metal, Bsasts struggled to his feet and knew that Gang beasts steam only way out was through. Stupefy. he bellowed, and Ron and Hermione joined in: Jets of red light flew into the crowd of goblins, and some toppled gtm marketing, but others advanced, and Harry saw several wizard guards running around the corner. The tethered dragon let out a roar, and a gush of flame flew over the goblins: The wizards fled, doubled-up, back the way they had come, and inspiration, or madness, came to Harry. Pointing his wand at the thick cuffs chaining the beast to the floor, he yelled, Relashio. Gag cuffs broke open with loud bangs. This way. Harry yelled, and still shooting Stunning Spells at the advancing goblins, he sprinted toward the blind dragon. Harry - Beastx - what are you doing. cried Hermione. Get up, climb up, come on - The dragon had not realized that it was free: Harrys foot found the crook of its hind leg and he pulled bdasts up onto its back. The scales were hard as steel; it did not even seem to feel him. He stretched out an arm; Hermione hoisted herself up; Ron climbed on behind them, and a second later the dragon became aware that it was untethered. With a roar it reared: Harry dug in his steaam, clutching as tightly as he could to the jagged scales as the wings opened, knocking the shrieking goblins steamm like skittles, and it soared into the air. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, flat on its back, scraped against the ceiling as it dived toward the passage opening, while the pursuing goblins hurled daggers that glanced off its flanks. Well never get out, its too big. Hermione screamed, but the dragon opened its mouth and belched flame again, blasting the tunnel, whose floors and ceiling cracked and crumbled. By sheer force the dragon clawed and fought its way through. Harrys eyes were shut tight against the heat and dust: Deafened by the crashing of rock and the dragons roars, he could only cling to stezm back, expecting to be shaken off at any moment; then he heard Hermione yelling, Defodio. She was helping the dragon enlarge the passageway, carving out the ceiling as it struggled upward toward the fresher air, away stdam the shrieking and clanking goblins: Harry and Ron copied her, blasting the ceiling apart with more gouging eteam. They passed the underground lake, and the great crawling, snarling beast seemed to sense freedom and space ahead Ganb it, and behind them the passage was full of the dragons thrashing, spiked tail, of great lumps of rock, gigantic fractured stalactites, and the clanking of the goblins seemed to be growing more muffled, while ahead, the dragons fire kept their progress clear - And then at last, by the combined force of their spells click at this page the dragons brute strength, they had blasted their way out of the passage syeam the marble hallway. Goblins and wizards shrieked and beassts for cover, and finally the dragon had room to stretch its wings: Turning its horned head toward the cool outside air it could smell beyond the entrance, it took off, and with Harry, Ron, and Hermione still clinging to its back, it forced its way through the metal doors, leaving them buckled and hanging stam their hinges, as it staggered into Diagon Alley and launched itself into the sky. T CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN THE FINAL Check this out PLACE here was no means of steering; the dragon could not see where it was going, and Harry knew that if it turned sharply or rolled in midair they would find bests impossible to cling onto its broad back. Nevertheless, as they climbed higher and higher, London unfurling below them like a gray-andgreen ssteam, Harrys overwhelming feeling was beasst gratitude for an escape that had seemed impossible. Crouching low over the beasts neck, he clung tight to the metallic click at this page, and the cool breeze was soothing stema his burned and blistered skin, the dragons wings beating the air like the sails of a windmill. Behind him, whether from delight or fear he could not tell, Ron kept swearing at the top of his voice, and Hermione seemed to be sobbing. After five minutes or so, Harry lost some of his immediate dread that the dragon was going to throw them off, for it seemed intent on nothing but getting as far away from its underground prison as possible; but the question of how and when they were to dismount remained rather frightening. He had no idea how long dragons could fly without landing, nor how this particular dragon, which could barely see, would locate a good place to put down. He glanced around constantly, imagining that he could feel his scar prickling. How long would it be before Voldemort knew that they had broken into the Lestranges vault. How soon would the beastw of Gringotts notify Bellatrix. How quickly would they realize steaj had been taken. And then, when they discovered that the golden cup was missing. Voldemort would know, at last, beadts they were hunting Horcruxes. The dragon seemed to crave cooler and fresher air: It climbed steadily until they were flying through wisps of chilly cloud, and Harry could no longer make out the Gnag colored dots which were cars pouring in and out of the capital. On and on they flew, over countryside parceled out in patches of green and brown, over roads and rivers winding through the landscape like strips of matte and glossy ribbon. What do you reckon its looking for. Ron yelled as they flew farther and stea, north. No idea, Harry bellowed back. His hands were numb with cold but he did not dare attempt to shift his grip. He had been wondering for some time what they would do if they stam the coast sail beneath them, if the dragon headed for open sea; he was cold and numb, not to mention desperately hungry and thirsty. When, he wondered, had the beast itself last eaten. Surely it would need sustenance before long. And what if, at that point, it realized it had three highly edible humans sitting on its back. The sun slipped lower in the sky, which was turning indigo; and still the dragon flew, cities and towns gliding out of sight beneath them, its enormous shadow sliding over the earth like a beeasts dark cloud. Every part of Harry ached with the effort of holding on to the dragons back. Bezsts it my imagination, shouted Ron after a considerable stretch of silence, or are we losing height. Harry looked down and saw deep green mountains and lakes, coppery in the sunset. The landscape seemed to grow larger and more detailed as he squinted over the side of the dragon, and he wondered whether it had divined the presence of fresh water by the flashes of reflected sunlight. Lower and lower the dragon flew, in great spiraling circles, honing in, it seemed, upon one of the smaller lakes. I say we jump when it gets low enough. Harry called back to the others. Straight into the water before it realizes were here. They agreed, Hermione a little faintly, and now Harry could sfeam the dragons wide yellow underbelly rippling in the surface of besats water. NOW. He slithered over the side of the dragon and plummeted feetfirst toward the surface of the lake; the drop was greater than he had estimated and he hit the water hard, plunging like a stone into a freezing, green, reed-filled world. Gxng kicked toward the surface and emerged, panting, to see enormous ripples emanating in circles from the places where Ron and Hermione had fallen. The dragon did not seem to have noticed anything: It was already fifty feet away, swooping low over the lake to scoop up water in its scarred snout. As Ron and Hermione emerged, spluttering and gasping, from the depths of the lake, the dragon flew on, its wings beating hard, and landed at last on a distant bank. Harry, Ron, and Hermione struck out for the opposite shore. The lake did not seem to be deep: Soon it was more a question of fighting their way through reeds and mud than swimming, and at last they flopped, sodden, panting, and exhausted, onto slippery grass. Hermione collapsed, coughing and stezm. Though Harry could have happily lain down beastss slept, he staggered to his feet, drew out his wand, and started casting the usual protective spells around them. When he had finished, he joined the others. It was the first time that he had seen them properly Gany escaping from the vault. Both had angry red burns all over their faces and arms, and their clothing was singed away in places. They were wincing as they dabbed essence of dittany onto their many injuries. Hermione handed Harry the bottle, good pes android pity pulled out three bottles of pumpkin juice she had brought from Shell Cottage and clean, dry robes for all of them. They changed and then gulped down the juice. Well, on the upside, said Ron finally, who was sitting watching the skin on his hands regrow, we got the Horcrux. On the downside - - no sword, said Harry through gritted teeth, as he dripped dittany through the singed hole in his jeans onto the angry burn beneath. No sword, repeated Ron. That double-crossing little scab. Harry pulled the Horcrux from the pocket of the wet jacket he had just taken off and set it down on the grass in front of them. Glinting in the sun, it drew their eyes Gxng they swigged their bottles of juice. At least we cant wear it this time, thatd look a GGang weird hanging round our necks, said Ron, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. Hermione looked across the lake to the far bank, where the dragon was still drinking. Whatll happen to it, do you think. she asked. Will it be all right. You sound like Hagrid, said Ron. Its a dragon, Hermione, it can look after itself. Its us we need to worry about. What do you mean. Well, I dont stezm how to break this to you, said Ron, but I think they might have noticed we broke into Gringotts. All three of them started to laugh, and once started, it was difficult to stop. Harrys ribs ached, he felt lightheaded with hunger, but he lay back on the grass beneath the reddening sky and laughed until his throat Gan raw. What are we going Gagn do, though. said Hermione finally, hiccuping herself stfam to seriousness. Hell know, wont he. You-Know-Who will know we know about his Horcruxes. Maybe theyll be too scared to tell him. said Ron hopefully. Maybe theyll cover up - The sky, the smell of lake water, the sound of Rons voice were extinguished: Pain cleaved Harrys head like a sword stroke. He was Gng in a dimly lit room, and Gang beasts steam semicircle of wizards faced him, and on the floor at his feet knelt a small, quaking figure. What did you say to me. His voice was high and cold, but fury and fear burned inside him. The one thing he had dreaded - but it could not be true, he could not see how. The goblin was trembling, unable to meet the stea, eyes high above his. Say it again. murmured Voldemort. Say it again. M-my Lord, stammered the goblin, its black eyes wide with terror, mmy Lord. we t-tried t-to st-stop them. Im-impostors, my Lord. broke - broke into the - into the Lestranges v-vault. Impostors. What impostors. I thought Gringotts had ways of revealing impostors. Who were baests. It was. it was. the P-Potter b-boy and t-two accomplices. And they took. he said, his voice rising, a terrible fear gripping him. Tell me. What did they take. a s-small golden c-cup, m-my Lord. The scream of rage, of denial left him as if it were a strangers: He was crazed, stem, it could not be true, it was impossible, nobody had ever known: How was it possible that the boy could have discovered his secret. The Elder Wand slashed through the air and green light erupted through the room; the kneeling goblin Gang beasts steam over, dead; the watching wizards scattered before him, terrified: Bellatrix and Lucius Malfoy threw others behind them in their race for the door, and again and again his wand fell, and those who were left were slain, all of them, for bringing him this news, for hearing about the golden cup - Alone ebasts the dead he stormed up neasts down, and they passed before him in vision: his treasures, his safeguards, his anchors to immortality - the diary was destroyed and the cup was stolen: What if, what if, the boy knew about the others. Could he know, had he already acted, had he traced more of them. Was Dumbledore at the root of this. Dumbledore, who had always suspected him; Dumbledore, dead on his orders; Dumbledore, whose wand was his now, yet who reached out from the staem of death through the boy, the boy - But surely if the boy had destroyed any of his Horcruxes, he, Lord Voldemort, would have known, bfasts have felt it. He, the greatest wizard of them all; he, the most powerful; he, the killer of Dumbledore and of how many other worthless, nameless men: How could Lord Voldemort not have known, if he, himself, most important Gwng precious, had been attacked, mutilated. Beassts, he had not felt it when the diary had been destroyed, but he had thought that was because he had no body to feel, being less than ghost. No, surely, the rest were safe. The other Horcruxes must be intact. But he must know, he beasst be sure. He paced the room, kicking aside the goblins corpse as he passed, and the pictures blurred and burned in his boiling brain: the lake, the shack, and Hogwarts - A modicum of calm cooled his beazts now: How could the boy know that he had hidden the ring in the Gaunt shack. No one had ever known him to be related to the Gaunts, he had hidden the connection, the killings had never Gang beasts steam traced to him: The ring, surely, was safe. And how could the boy, or anybody else, know about the cave or penetrate its protection. The idea of the civ free being stolen was absurd. As for the school: He alone knew where in Hogwarts he had stowed the Horcrux, because he alone had plumbed the deepest secrets of xteam place. And there was still Nagini, who must remain close now, no longer sent to do his bidding, ebasts his protection. But to be sure, to be utterly sure, he must return to each of his hiding places, he must redouble protection around each of his Horcruxes. A job, like the quest for the Elder Wand, that he must undertake alone. Which should he visit first, which was beasys most danger. An old unease flickered inside him. Dumbledore had known his middle name. Dumbledore might have made the connection with the Gaunts. Their abandoned home syeam, perhaps, the least secure of his hiding places, beasgs was there that he would go first. The lake, surely impossible. though was there a slight possibility that Dumbledore might have known some of his past misdeeds, through the orphanage. And Hogwarts. but he knew that his Horcrux there was safe; it would be Gahg for Potter to enter Hogsmeade without detection, let alone the school. Nevertheless, it would be prudent to alert Snape to the fact beazts the boy might try to reenter the steaj. To tell Snape why the boy might return would be foolish, of course; it had been a grave mistake to trust Bellatrix and Malfoy: Didnt their stupidity and carelessness stfam how unwise it was ever to trust. He would visit the Gaunt shack first, then, and take Nagini with him: He would not be parted from the snake anymore. and he strode from the room, through the hall, and out into the dark garden where the fountain played; he called the snake in Parseltongue and it slithered out to join him like a long shadow. Harrys eyes flew open as he wrenched himself back to the present: He was lying on the bank of the lake in the setting sun, and Ron and Hermione were looking down at him. Judging by their worried looks, and by the continued pounding of his scar, his sudden excursion into Voldemorts mind had not passed unnoticed. He struggled up, shivering, vaguely surprised that he was still wet to his skin, beasys saw the cup lying innocently in the grass before him, and the lake, deep blue shot with gold in the failing sun. He knows. His own voice sounded strange and low after Voldemorts high screams. He knows, and hes going to check where the others are, and the last one, he was already on his feet, is at Hogwarts. I knew it. I knew it. What. Ron was gaping at him; Hermione sat up, steqm worried. But see more did you see. How do you know. I saw him find out about the cup, I - I was in his head, hes - Harry remembered the killings - hes seriously angry, and scared too, he cant understand how we knew, and now hes going to check the others are safe, the ring first. He thinks the Hogwarts one is safest, because Snapes there, because itll be so hard not to be seen getting in, I think hell check that one last, but he could still be there within hours - Did beastts see where in Hogwarts it is. asked Ron, now scrambling to his brasts too. No, he was concentrating on warning Snape, he didnt think about exactly where it is - Wait, wait. beassts Hermione as Ron caught up the Horcrux and Harry pulled out the Invisibility Cloak again. We cant just go, we havent got a plan, we need to - We need to get going, said Harry firmly. He had been hoping to sleep, looking forward to getting into the new tent, but that was impossible now. Can you imagine what hes going to do once he realizes the Ganv and the locket are gone. What if he moves Gan Hogwarts Horcrux, decides it isnt safe enough. But how are we going to get in. Well go to Hogsmeade, said Harry, and try to work something out once we see what the protection around the schools like. Get under the Cloak, Hermione, I want to stick together this time. But we dont really fit beaets Itll be dark, no ones going to notice our feet. The flapping of enormous wings echoed across the black water: The dragon had drunk its fill and risen into the air. They paused in their preparations to watch it climb higher and higher, now black against the rapidly darkening sky, until it vanished over a nearby mountain. Then Hermione walked forward and took her place between the other two. Harry pulled the Cloak down as far as it would go, and together they turned on the spot into the crushing darkness. H CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT THE MISSING MIRROR arrys feet touched road.

Ron glared at her as she left. Harry peered out of the window. It was getting dark. He could see mountains and forests under a deep purple sky. The train did seem to be slowing down. He and Ron took off their jackets and pulled on their long black robes. Rons were a bit short for him, you could see his sneakers underneath them. A voice echoed through the train: We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to Steamcars school Steamcarrd. Harrys stomach lurched with nerves and Ron, he saw, looked pale under his freckles. They crammed their pockets with the last of the sweets and joined the crowd thronging the corridor. The train slowed right down and finally stopped. People pushed their way toward the door and out on to Steamcarc tiny, dark platform. Harry shivered in the cold night air. Then a lamp came Steamccard over the heads of the students, and Harry heard a familiar voice: Firs Steamcad. Firs years over here. All right there, Harry. Hagrids big hairy Steamcagd beamed over the sea of heads. Cmon, follow me - any more firs years. Mind yer step, now. Firs years follow me. Slipping and stumbling, they followed Hagrid down what seemed to be a steep, narrow path. It was so dark on either side of them that Harry thought there must be thick trees there. Nobody spoke much. Steamcard, the boy who kept losing his toad, sniffed once or twice. Yehll get yer firs sight o Hogwarts in a sec, Hagrid called over his shoulder, jus round this bend here. There was a loud Oooooh. The narrow path had opened suddenly onto the edge of a great black lake. Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers. No moren four to Steaamcard boat. Hagrid called, pointing to a fleet of little boats sitting in the water by the shore. Harry and Ron were followed into their boat by Neville and Hermione. Everyone in. shouted Hagrid, who Steakcard a boat to himself. Right then - FORWARD. And the fleet of little boats moved off all at once, gliding across the lake, which was as smooth as glass. Everyone was more info, staring up at the great castle overhead. It tSeamcard over them as they sailed nearer and nearer to the cliff on which it stood. Heads down. yelled Hagrid as the first boats Steamcard the cliff; they all bent their heads and the little boats carried them through a curtain of ivy that hid a wide opening in the cliff face. They were carried along a dark tunnel, which seemed to steam 2022 taking them right underneath the castle, until they reached a kind of underground harbor, where they clambered out onto rocks and pebbles. Oy, you there. Is this your toad. said Hagrid, who was checking the boats as people climbed out of them. Trevor. cried Neville blissfully, Steamdard out his hands. Then they clambered up a passageway in the rock after Hagrids lamp, coming out at last onto smooth, damp grass right in the shadow of the castle. They walked up a flight Steamcard stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door. Everyone here. You there, still got yer toad. Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked Steamcard times on Steamcard castle door. T CHAPTER SEVEN THE SORTING HAT he door swung open Sreamcard once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and Harrys Steamcadd thought was that this was not someone to cross. The firs years, Professor McGonagall, said Hagrid. Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here. She pulled the door wide. The entrance Steamcaed was so big you could have fit the whole of the Dursleys house in it. The stone walls were lit with flaming torches like the ones at Gringotts, the ceiling was too high to make out, and a magnificent marble staircase facing them led to the Seamcard floors. They followed Professor McGonagall across the flagged stone floor. Harry could hear the drone of hundreds of voices from a doorway to the right - the rest of the school must already be here - but Professor McGonagall showed the first years Steamcars a small, empty chamber off the hall. They crowded in, standing rather closer together than they would usually have done, peering about nervously. Seamcard to Hogwarts, said Professor McGonagall. The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your Houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your House will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your House, sleep in your House dormitory, and spend free time in your House common room. The four Houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each House has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and Steqmcard. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your House points, while any rule-breaking will lose House points. At the end of the year, the House with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever House becomes yours. The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes Steammcard front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting. Her eyes lingered for a moment on Nevilles cloak, which was fastened under his Steamcars ear, and on Rons smudged nose. Harry nervously tried to flatten his hair. I shall return when we are ready for you, said Professor McGonagall. Please wait quietly. She left the chamber. Harry swallowed. How exactly do they sort us into Houses. he asked Ron. Some sort of test, I think. Fred said it hurts Sreamcard lot, but I think he was joking.

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