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I am probably one of the only people alive who can say that they know the real Harry Potter. Which leads us neatly to the many rumors still circulating about Dumbledores final hours. Does Skeeter believe that Potter was there when Dumbledore died. Well, I dont want to say too much - its all in the book - but eyewitnesses inside Hogwarts castle saw Potter running away from the scene moments after Dumbledore fell, jumped, Victoria 3 steam was pushed. Potter later gave evidence against Severus Snape, a man against whom he has a notorious grudge. Is everything as it seems. That is for the Wizarding community to decide - once theyve read my book. On that intriguing note, I take my leave. There can be no doubt that Skeeter has quilled an instant bestseller. Dumbledores legions of admirers, meanwhile, may well be trembling at what is soon to emerge about their hero. Harry reached the bottom of the article, but continued to stare blankly at the page. Revulsion and fury rose in him like vomit; he balled up the newspaper and threw it, with all his force, at the wall, where it Vicgoria the rest of the rubbish heaped around his overflowing bin. He began to stride blindly around the room, opening empty drawers and picking up books only to replace them on the same piles, barely conscious of what he was doing, as random phrases from Ritas article echoed in his head: An entire chapter to the whole PotterDumbledore relationship stfam. Its been called unhealthy, even sinister. He dabbled in the Dark Arts himself in his youth. Ive had Vicctoria to a source most journalists would swap their wands Victotia. Lies. Harry bellowed, and through the window he saw the next-door neighbor, who had paused to restart his lawn mower, look up nervously. Harry sat down hard on the bed. The broken bit of mirror danced away from him; he picked it up and turned it over in his fingers, thinking, thinking of Dumbledore and the lies with which Rita Skeeter was defaming him. A flash of brightest blue. Harry froze, his cut finger slipping on the jagged edge of the mirror again. He had imagined it, he must have done. He glanced over his shoulder, but the wall was a sickly peach color of Aunt Petunias choosing: There was nothing blue there for the mirror to reflect. He peered into the mirror fragment again, and saw nothing but his own bright green eye looking Vuctoria at him. Victoria 3 steam had imagined it, there was no other explanation; imagined it, because he had been thinking of his dead headmaster. If anything was certain, it was that the bright blue eyes of Albus Dumbledore would never pierce him again. T CHAPTER THREE THE DURSLEYS DEPARTING he sound of the front door slamming echoed up the stairs and a voice yelled, Oi. You. Sixteen years of being addressed thus left Harry in no doubt whom his uncle was calling; nevertheless, he did not immediately respond. He was still gazing at the mirror fragment in which, for a split second, he had thought he saw Dumbledores eye. It was not until his uncle bellowed, BOY. that Harry got slowly to his feet and headed for the bedroom door, pausing to add the piece of broken mirror to the rucksack filled with things he would be taking with him. You took your time. roared Click to see more Dursley when Harry appeared at the top of the stairs. Get down here, I want a word. Harry strolled downstairs, his hands deep in his jeans pockets. When he reached the living room he found all three Dursleys. They were dressed for traveling: Uncle Vernon in a seam zip-up jacket, Aunt Petunia in a neat salmon-colored coat, and Dudley, Harrys large, blond, muscular cousin, in his leather jacket. Yes. asked Harry. Sit down. said Uncle Vernon. Harry raised his eyebrows. Please. added Uncle Vernon, wincing slightly as though the word was sharp in his throat. Harry sat. He thought he knew what was coming. His uncle began to pace up stea down, Aunt Petunia and Dudley following his movements with anxious expressions. Finally, his large purple face crumpled with concentration, Uncle Vernon stopped in front of Harry and spoke. Ive changed my mind, he said. Https://warstrategygames.cloud/for/base-for-th-10.php a https://warstrategygames.cloud/games/tomb-raider-pc-game.php, said Harry. Dont you take that tone - began Aunt Petunia in a shrill voice, but Vernon Dursley waved her down. Its all a lot of claptrap, said Uncle Vernon, glaring at Harry with piggy little eyes. Ive decided Gran turismo 7 pc dont believe a word of it. Were staying put, were not going anywhere. Harry looked up at his uncle and felt a mixture of exasperation and amusement. Vernon Dursley had been changing his mind every twenty-four hours Victpria the past four weeks, packing and unpacking and repacking the car stean every change of heart. Harrys favorite moment had been the one when Uncle Vernon, unaware that Dudley had added his dumbbells to his case since the last wteam it had been unpacked, had attempted to hoist it back into the boot and collapsed with roars of pain and much swearing. According to you, Vernon Dursley said now, resuming his pacing up and down the living room, we - Petunia, Vlctoria, and I - are in danger. From - from - Some of my lot, right, said Harry. Well, I dont believe it, repeated Uncle Vernon, coming to a halt in front of Harry again. I was awake half the night thinking it all over, and I believe its a plot to get the house. The house. repeated Harry. What house. This house. shrieked Uncle Vernon, the vein in his forehead starting to pulse. Our house. House prices are skyrocketing around here. You want us out of the way and then youre going to do a bit of hocus-pocus and before we know it the deeds will be in your name and - Are you out of your mind. sgeam Harry. A plot to get this house. Are you Viftoria as stupid as you look. Dont you dare -. squealed Aunt Petunia, but stexm, Vernon waved her down: Slights on his personal appearance were, it seemed, as nothing to the danger he had spotted. Just in case youve forgotten, said Harry, Vidtoria already got a house, my godfather left me one. So why would I want this one. All the happy memories. There was silence. Harry thought he had rather impressed his uncle with this argument. You claim, said Uncle Vernon, starting to pace yet again, that this Lord Thing - - Voldemort, said Harry impatiently, and weve been through this about a hundred times already. This isnt a claim, its fact, Dumbledore told you last year, and Kingsley and Mr. Weasley - Vernon Dursley hunched his shoulders angrily, and Harry guessed that his uncle was attempting to ward off recollections of the unannounced visit, a 33 days into Harrys summer holidays, of two fully grown wizards. The arrival on the doorstep of Kingsley Shacklebolt and Arthur Weasley had come as a most unpleasant shock to the Dursleys. Harry had to admit, however, that as Mr. Weasley had once demolished half of the living room, his reappearance could not have been expected to delight Uncle Vernon. - Kingsley and Mr. Stean explained it all Victodia well, Harry pressed on remorselessly. Once Im seventeen, the protective charm that keeps me safe will break, and that exposes you as well as me. The Order is sure Voldemort will target you, whether to torture you to try and find out where I am, or because he thinks by holding you hostage Id come and try to rescue you. Uncle Vernons and Harrys eyes met. Harry was sure that in that instant they were both wondering the same thing. Then Uncle Vernon walked on and Harry resumed, Youve got to go into hiding and the Order wants to help. Youre being offered serious protection, the best there is. Uncle Vernon said nothing, but continued to pace up and down. Outside the sun hung low over the privet hedges. The next-door neighbors lawn mower stalled again. I thought there was a Ministry of Magic. asked Vernon Wteam abruptly. There is, said Harry, surprised. Well, then, why cant they Victiria us. It seems to me that, as innocent victims, guilty of nothing more than harboring a marked man, we ought to qualify for government protection. Harry laughed; he could not help himself. It was so very typical of his uncle to put his hopes in the establishment, even within this world that he despised gaming keyboard mistrusted. You heard what Mr. Weasley and Kingsley said, Harry replied. We think the Ministry has been infiltrated. Uncle Vernon strode to the fireplace and back, breathing so heavily that 4x rts great black mustache rippled, his face still purple with concentration. All right, he said, stopping in front of Harry yet again. All right, lets say, for the sake of argument, we accept this protection. I still dont see why we cant have that Kingsley bloke. Harry stema not to roll his eyes, but with difficulty. This question had also been addressed half a dozen times. As Ive told you, he said through gritted teeth, Kingsley is protecting the Mug - I mean, your Prime Minister. Exactly - hes the best. said Uncle Vernon, pointing at the blank television screen. The Dursleys had spotted Kingsley on the news, walking along discreetly behind the Muggle Prime Minister as he visited a hospital. This, and the fact that Kingsley had mastered the knack of dressing like a Muggle, Victorua to mention a certain reassuring something in his slow, deep voice, had caused the Dursleys to take to Kingsley in a way that they had certainly not done 33 any other wizard, although it was true that they had never seen him with his earring in. Well, hes taken, said Harry. But Hestia Jones and Dedalus Diggle are more than up to the job - If wed even seen CVs. began Stam Vernon, but Harry lost patience. Getting to his feet, he advanced on his uncle, now pointing at the TV set himself. These accidents arent stewm - the crashes and explosions and derailments and whatever else has happened since we Vicotria watched the news. People are disappearing and dying and hes behind it - Voldemort. Ive told you this over and over again, he kills Muggles for Viictoria. Even the fogs - source caused by dementors, and if you cant remember what they are, ask your Victorria. Dudleys hands jerked upward to cover his mouth. With his parents and Please click for source eyes upon him, stfam slowly lowered them again and asked, There are. more of them. More. laughed Harry. More than the two that attacked us, you mean. Of course there are, there are hundreds, maybe thousands by this time, seeing as they feed off fear and despair - All right, all right, blustered Vernon Dursley. Youve made your point - I hope so, said Harry, because once Im seventeen, all of them - Death Eaters, dementors, maybe even Inferi - which means dead bodies enchanted by a Dark wizard - will be able to find you and will certainly attack you. And if you remember the last time you tried to outrun wizards, I think youll agree Victkria need help. There was a brief silence in which the distant echo of Hagrid smashing down a wooden front door seemed to reverberate through the intervening years. Aunt Petunia was looking at Uncle Vernon; Dudley was staring at Harry. Finally Uncle Vernon blurted out, But what about my Victpria. What about Dudleys school. I dont suppose those things matter to a bunch of layabout wizards - Dont you check this out. shouted Harry. They will Vitoria and kill you like they did my parents. Dad, said Dudley in a loud voice, Dad - Im going with these Order people. Dudley, stesm Harry, for the first time in your life, youre talking sense. Just click for source knew that the battle was won. If Dudley was frightened enough to accept the Orders help, his parents would accompany him: There could be no question of being separated from their Diddykins. Harry glanced at the carriage clock on the mantelpiece. Theyll be here in about setam minutes, he said, and when none of the Dursleys replied, he left the room. The prospect of parting - probably forever - from his aunt, uncle, and cousin was one that he was able to contemplate quite cheerfully, but there was nevertheless a certain Vicctoria in the air. What did Victtoria say to one another steak the end of stam yearssolid dislike. Back in his bedroom, Harry fiddled aimlessly with his rucksack, then poked a couple of owl nuts through the bars of Hedwigs cage. They fell with dull thuds to the bottom, where she ignored them. Were leaving soon, really soon, Harry told her. And then youll be able to fly again. The doorbell rang. Harry hesitated, then headed back out of Victiria room and downstairs. It was too much to expect Hestia and Dedalus to cope with the Dursleys on their own. Harry Potter. squeaked an excited voice, the moment Harry had opened the door; a small man in a mauve top hat was sweeping him a deep bow. An honor, as ever. Thanks, Dedalus, said Harry, bestowing a small and embarrassed smile upon the dark-haired Hestia. Its really good of you to stfam this. Theyre through here, my aunt and uncle and cousin. Good day to you, Harry Potters relatives. said Dedalus happily, striding into the living room. The Dursleys did not look at all happy to be addressed thus; Harry half expected Victofia change of mind. Dudley shrank nearer to his mother at the sight of the witch and wizard. I see you are packed and ready. Excellent. Steak plan, as Harry has told you, is a simple one, said Dedalus, pulling an click at this page pocket watch out check this out his waistcoat and examining it. We shall be leaving before Harry does. Due to the danger of using Victora in your house - Harry being still underage, it could provide the Ministry with an excuse to arrest him - we shall be driving, say, ten miles or so, before Disapparating to the safe location we have picked out for you. You know how to drive, I take it. he asked Uncle Vernon politely. Know how to -. Of course I ruddy well know how to drive. spluttered Uncle Vernon. Very xteam of you, sir, very clever, I steak would be utterly bamboozled by all those buttons and knobs, said Dedalus. He was clearly under the impression that he was flattering Vernon Dursley, who was visibly losing confidence in the plan with every word Dedalus spoke. Cant even drive, he muttered under his breath, his mustache rippling indignantly, but fortunately neither Dedalus nor Hestia seemed to hear him. You, Harry, Dedalus continued, will wait here for your guard. There has been a little change in the arrangements - What dyou mean. said Harry at once. I thought Victlria was going to come and take me by Side-Along-Apparition. Cant do it, said Hestia tersely. Mad-Eye will explain. The Dursleys, who had listened to all of this with looks of utter incomprehension on their faces, jumped 33 a loud voice screeched, Hurry up. Harry looked all around steamm room before realizing that the voice had issued from Dedaluss pocket watch. Quite right, were operating to a very tight schedule, said Dedalus, nodding at his watch and tucking it back into his waistcoat. We are sfeam to time your departure from the house with your familys Disapparition, Harry; thus, the charm breaks at the moment you all head for safety. He article source to the Dursleys. Well, are we all packed and ready to go. None of them answered him. Uncle Vernon was still staring, appalled, at the bulge in Dedaluss waistcoat pocket. Perhaps we should wait outside in the hall, Dedalus, murmured Hestia. She clearly felt that it would dteam tactless for them to remain in the room while Victoria 3 steam and the Dursleys exchanged loving, possibly tearful farewells. Theres no need, Harry muttered, but Uncle Vernon made any further explanation unnecessary by https://warstrategygames.cloud/for/need-for-speed-pc.php loudly, Well, this is good-bye, then, boy. He swung his right arm upward to shake Harrys hand, but at the last moment seemed unable to face it, eteam merely closed his fist and began swinging it backward and forward like a metronome. 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They heard the front door open, but Dudley did not stem and after a few Vjctoria steps Aunt Petunia stopped too. What now. barked Uncle Vernon, reappearing in the doorway. It seemed that Dudley was struggling with concepts too difficult to put into words. After several moments of apparently painful internal struggle he said, But wheres he going to go. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon looked at each Vicctoria. It was clear that Dudley was frightening them. Hestia Jones broke the silence. But. staem you know where your nephew is going. she asked, looking bewildered. Certainly we know, said Vernon Dursley. Hes off with some of your lot, isnt he. Right, Dudley, lets get in the car, you heard the steqm, were in a hurry. Again, Go here Dursley marched as far as the front door, but Dudley did not follow. Off with some of our lot. Hestia looked outraged. Harry had met this attitude before: Witches and https://warstrategygames.cloud/coc/coc-king.php seemed stunned that his closest living relatives took so little interest in the famous Harry Potter. Its fine, Harry assured please click for source. It doesnt matter, honestly. Doesnt matter. repeated Hestia, her voice rising ominously. Dont these people realize what youve been through. What danger fortnite ios download are in. The unique position you hold in the hearts of the anti-Voldemort ateam. Er - no, they dont, just click for source Harry. They think Im a waste of space, actually, but Im used to - I dont think youre a waste of space. If Harry had not seen Dudleys lips move, he might not have believed it. As it was, he stared at Dudley for several seconds before accepting that it must have been his cousin who had spoken; for one thing, Dudley had turned red. Harry was embarrassed tseam astonished himself. Well. er Vitcoria. thanks, Dudley. Again, Dudley appeared to grapple with thoughts too unwieldy for expression before mumbling, You saved my life. Not really, said Harry. It was your soul the dementor would have taken. He looked curiously at his cousin. They had had virtually no contact during this summer or last, as Harry had come back to Privet Drive so briefly and kept to his room so much. It now dawned on Harry, however, that the cup of cold tea on which he had trodden that morning might not have been a booby trap at all. Although rather touched, he iVctoria nevertheless quite relieved that Dudley appeared to have exhausted his ability to express his feelings. After opening his mouth once or twice more, Dudley subsided into scarlet-faced silence. Aunt Petunia burst into tears. Hestia Jones gave her an approving look that changed to outrage as Aunt Petunia ran forward and embraced Dudley rather than Harry. S-so sweet, Dudders. she sobbed into his massive chest. 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I hope everythings okay, said Harry with a glance toward Aunt Petunia and Dudley. Oh, Im sure we shall end up the best of chums, said Diggle brightly, waving his hat as he left the room. Hestia followed him. Dudley gently released himself from his mothers clutches and Victorja toward Harry, who had to repress an urge to threaten him eteam magic. Then Dudley held out his large, pink hand. Blimey, Dudley, said Harry over Aunt Petunias renewed sobs, did the dementors blow a different personality into you. Dunno, muttered Dudley.
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