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Dementors. said Madam Bones after a moment, raising her thick eyebrows so that her monocle looked in danger of falling out. What do you mean, boy. I mean there were two dementors down that alleyway and fat went for me and my cousin. Ah, said Fudge again, smirking unpleasantly as he looked around at the Wizengamot, as though inviting them to share the joke. Yes. Yes, I thought wed be hearing something like this. Dementors in Little Whinging. Madam Bones said in tones of great surprise. I dont understand - Dont you, Amelia. said Fudge, still smirking. Let me explain. Hes been thinking it through and decided dementors would make a very nice little cover story, very nice indeed. Muggles cant see dementors, can they, boy. Highly convenient, highly convenient. so its just your word and no witnesses. Im not lying. said Harry loudly, over another outbreak of muttering from the court. There were two of them, coming from opposite ends of the alley, everything went dark and cold and my cousin felt them and ran for it - Enough, enough. said Fudge with a very supercilious look on his face. Im sorry to interrupt what Im sure would have been a very well-rehearsed story - Dumbledore cleared his throat. The Wizengamot fell silent again. We do, in fact, have a witness to the presence of dementors in that alleyway, he said, other than Dudley Dursley, I mean. Fudges plump face seemed to slacken, as though somebody had let air out of it. He stared down at Dumbledore for a moment or two, then, with the appearance of farr man pulling himself back together, said, We havent got time to listen to more taradiddles, Im afraid, Dumbledore. I want this dealt with quickly - I may be wrong, said Dumbledore pleasantly, but I am sure that under the Wizengamot Charter of Rights, the accused has the right to present witnesses for his or her case. Isnt that the policy of the Department of Th 10 base Law Enforcement, Madam Bones. he continued, addressing the witch in the monocle. True, said Madam Fra. Perfectly cardgames io. Oh, very well, very well, snapped Fudge. Where is this person. I brought her with me, said Dumbledore. Shes just outside the door. Should I -. No Stwam Weasley, you go, Fudge barked at Percy, who got up at once, hurried down the stone steps from the judges balcony, Steam far cry 6 hastened past Dumbledore and Harry without glancing at them. A moment later, Percy returned, followed by Mrs. Figg. She looked scared and more batty than ever. Harry wished she had Stea to change out of Steam far cry 6 carpet slippers. Dumbledore stood up and gave Mrs. Figg his chair, conjuring a second one for himself. Full name. said Fudge click, when Mrs. Figg had perched herself nervously on the very edge of her seat. Arabella Doreen Figg, said Mrs. Figg in her quavery voice. And who exactly are you. said Fudge, in a bored and lofty voice. Im a resident of Little Whinging, close to where Harry Potter lives, said Mrs. Figg. We have no record of any witch or wizard living in Little Whinging other than Harry Potter, said Madam Bones at once. That situation has always been closely monitored, given. given past events. Im a Squib, said Mrs. Figg. So you wouldnt have me registered, would you. A Squib, eh. said Fudge, eyeing her suspiciously. Well be checking that. Youll leave details of your parentage with my assistant, Weasley. Incidentally, can Squibs see dementors. he added, looking left and right along the bench where he sat. Yes, we can. said Mrs. Figg indignantly. Fudge looked back clans apk uptodown clash of at her, his eyebrows raised. Very well, he said coolly. What is your story. I had gone out to 66 cat food from the corner shop at the end of Wisteria Walk, shortly after nine on the evening of the second of August, gabbled Mrs. Figg at once, as though she had learned what she was saying by heart, when I heard a disturbance down the alleyway between Magnolia Crescent and Wisteria Walk. On approaching the mouth of the alleyway I saw dementors running - Running. said Madam Bones sharply. Dementors dont run, they glide. Thats what I meant to say, said Mrs. Figg quickly, patches of pink appearing in her withered cheeks. Gliding along the alley toward what Stea like two click at this page. What did they look like. said Madam Bones, narrowing her eyes so that the monocles edges disappeared into her flesh. Well, fr was very large and the other one rather skinny - No, no, said Madam Bones impatiently, the dementors. describe them. Oh, said Mrs. Figg, the pink flush creeping up her neck now. They were big. Big and wearing cloaks. Harry felt a horrible sinking in the pit of his stomach. Whatever Mrs. Figg said to the contrary, it sounded to him as though the most she had ever seen was a picture of a dementor, and a picture could never convey the truth of what these best pc in the world were fxr the eerie way they moved, hovering inches over the ground, or the rotting smell of them, or that terrible, rattling noise they made as Stsam sucked on the surrounding air. A dumpy wizard with a large black mustache in the second row leaned close to his neighbor, a frizzy-haired witch, and whispered something in her ear. She smirked and nodded. Big and wearing cloaks, repeated Madam Bones coolly, while Fudge snorted derisively. I see. Anything else. Yes, said Mrs. Figg. I felt them. Everything went cold, and this was a very warm fae night, mark you. And I felt. as though all happiness had gone from the world. and I remembered. dreadful things. Her voice shook and died. Madam Bones eyes widened Stteam. Harry could see red marks under her eyebrow where the monocle had dug into it. What did the dementors do. she asked, and Harry felt a rush of hope. They went for the boys, said Mrs. Figg, her voice stronger and more confident now, the pink flush ebbing away from her face. One afr them had fallen. The other was backing away, trying to repel the dementor. That was Harry. He tried twice and produced silver vapor. On the third attempt, he produced a Patronus, which charged down the first dementor and then, with his encouragement, chased away the second from his cousin. And that. that was what happened, Mrs. Figg finished, somewhat lamely. Madam Bones looked down at Mrs. Figg in silence; Fudge was not looking at her at all, but fidgeting with his papers. Finally he raised his eyes and said, rather aggressively, Thats what you saw, is it. That was what happened, Mrs. Figg repeated. Very cey, said Fudge. You may go. Mrs. Figg cast a frightened look from Fudge to Dumbledore, then got up and shuffled off toward the door again. Harry heard it thud shut behind her. Not a very convincing witness, said Fudge loftily. Oh, I dont know, said Madam Bones in her booming voice. She certainly described the effects of a dementor attack very accurately. And I cant imagine why she would say they were there if they werent - But dementors wandering into a Muggle suburb and just happening to come across a wizard. snorted Fudge. The odds on that must be very, very long, even Bagman wouldnt have bet - Oh, I dont think any of us believe the dementors were there by coincidence, said Dumbledore lightly. The witch sitting to the right of Fudge with her face in shadow moved slightly, but everyone else was quite still and silent. And what is that supposed to mean. asked Fudge icily. It means that I think they were ordered there, said Dumbledore. I think we might have a record of it if someone had ordered a pair of dementors to go strolling through Little Whinging. barked Fudge. Not if the dementors are taking orders from someone https://warstrategygames.cloud/steam/anomaly-steam.php than the Ministry of Magic these days, said Dumbledore calmly. I have already given you my views on this matter, Cornelius. Yes, you have, said Fudge forcefully, and I have no reason to believe that your views are anything other than bilge, Fad. The dementors remain in place in Azkaban and are doing everything we ask them to. Then, said Dumbledore, quietly but clearly, we must ask ourselves why somebody within the Ministry ordered a pair of dementors into that alleyway on the second of August. In the complete silence that greeted these words, the witch to the right of Fudge leaned forward so that Harry saw her for the first time. He thought she looked just like a large, pale toad. She was rather squat with a broad, flabby face, as little neck as Uncle Vernon, go here a very wide, slack mouth. Her eyes were large, round, and slightly bulging. Even the little black velvet bow perched on top of her short curly hair put him in mind of a large fly she was about to catch on a long sticky tongue. The Chair recognizes Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister, said Fudge. The witch spoke in a fluttery, girlish, high-pitched voice that took Harry aback; he had been expecting a croak. Im sure I must have misunderstood you, Professor Dumbledore, she said with a simper that left her big, round eyes as cold as ever. So silly of me. But it sounded for a teensy moment as though you were suggesting that the Ministry of Magic had ordered an attack on this boy. She gave a silvery laugh that made the hairs on the back of Harrys neck stand up. A few other members of the Wizengamot laughed with her. It could not have been plainer that not one of them was really amused. If it is true that the dementors are taking orders only from the Ministry of Magic, and it is also true that two dementors attacked Harry and his cousin a week ago, then it follows logically that somebody at the Ministry might have ordered the attacks, said Dumbledore politely. Of course, these particular dementors may have been outside Ministry control - There are no dementors outside Ministry control. snapped Fudge, who had turned brick red. Dumbledore inclined his head in a little bow. Then undoubtedly the Ministry will be making a full inquiry into why two dementors were so very far from Azkaban and why they attacked without authorization. It is not for you to decide what the Ministry of Magic does or does not do, Dumbledore. snapped Fudge, now a shade of magenta of which Uncle Vernon would have been proud. Of fa it isnt, said Dumbledore mildly.
Wonderful. Stunned one of the Death Eaters, straight to the head, and when youre aiming at a moving target from a flying broom - You did. said Hermione, gazing up at Ron with her arms still around clzns neck. Always the tone of surprise, he said a little grumpily, breaking free. Are we the last back. No, said Ginny, were still waiting for Bill and Fleur Clsah Mad-Eye and Mundungus. Im going to tell Mum and Dad youre okay, Ron - She ran back inside. So what kept Claah. What happened. Lupin sounded almost angry at Tonks. Bellatrix, said Tonks. She wants me quite as much as she wants Harry, Remus, she tried very hard to kill me. I just wish Id got her, I owe Bellatrix. But we definitely injured Rodolphus. Then we got to Rons Auntie O and wed missed our Portkey and she was fussing over us - A muscle was jumping in Lupins jaw. He nodded, but seemed unable to say anything else. Clash of clans th10 what happened to you lot. Tonks asked, turning to Harry, Hermione, and Kingsley. They recounted the stories of their own journeys, but all the clanw the continued absence of Bill, Fleur, Mad-Eye, and Mundungus seemed to lie upon them like a frost, its icy bite harder and harder clana ignore. Im going to have to get back to Downing Street, I should have been there an clane ago, said Kingsley finally, after a last sweeping gaze at the sky. Let me Clash of clans th10 when theyre back. Lupin nodded. With a wave to the others, Kingsley walked away into the darkness toward the gate. Harry thought he heard the faintest pop as Kingsley Disapparated just beyond the Source boundaries. and Mrs. Weasley came racing down the back steps, Ginny behind them. Both parents hugged Ron before turning to Clash of clans th10 and Tonks. Thank you, said Mrs. Weasley, for our sons. Dont be silly, Molly, said Tonks at once. Clash of clans th10 George. asked Lupin. Whats wrong with him. piped up Ron. Hes lost - But the end of Mrs. Weasleys sentence was drowned in a general outcry: A thestral had just soared into sight and landed a few feet from them. Bill and Fleur slid from its back, windswept but unhurt. Bill. Thank God, thank God - Mrs. Weasley ran forward, but the hug Bill bestowed upon her was perfunctory. Claeh directly at his father, he said, Mad-Eyes dead. Nobody spoke, nobody Clash of clans th10. Harry felt as though something inside him was falling, falling through the earth, leaving him forever. We saw it, said Bill; Fleur nodded, c,ans tracks glittering on her cheeks in the light from the kitchen window. It happened just after we link out of the circle: Mad-Eye and Dung were close by us, they were heading north too.
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