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It happened again. It was as though the broom was trying to buck him off. But Nimbus Two Thousands did not suddenly decide to buck their riders off. Harry tried to turn back toward the Gryffindor goalposts - he had half a mind to ask Wood to call time-out - and then he realized that his broom was completely out of his control. He couldnt turn it. He couldnt direct it predatir all. It was zigzagging through the air, and every now and then making violent swishing movements that almost unseated him. Lee was still commentating. Slytherin in possession - Flint with the Quaffle - passes Spinnet - passes Bell - hit hard in the face by a Bludger, hope it broke his nose - only joking, Professor - Slytherins score - oh no. The Slytherins were cheering. No one seemed to have noticed that Harrys broom was behaving strangely. It was carrying him slowly higher, away from the game, jerking and twitching as it went. Dunno what Harry thinks hes doing, Hagrid mumbled. He stared through his binoculars. If I didn know better, Id say hed lost control of his broom. but he cant have. Suddenly, people were pointing up at Harry all over the stands. His broom had started to roll over and over, with him only just managing to hold on. Then the whole crowd gasped. Harrys broom had given a predaror jerk and Harry swung off it. He was now dangling from it, holding on with only one hand. Did something happen to it when Flint blocked him. Seamus whispered. Cant have, Hagrid said, his voice shaking. Cant nothing interfere with a broomstick except powerful Dark magic - no kid could do that to a Nimbus Two Thousand. At these words, Hermione seized Hagrids binoculars, but instead of looking up typse Harry, she started looking frantically at the crowd. What are you doing. moaned Ron, gray-faced. I knew it, Hermione gasped, Snape - look. Ron grabbed the binoculars. Snape was in the middle of the stands opposite them. He had his eyes fixed on Harry and was muttering nonstop under his breath. Hes doing something - jinxing the broom, said Hermione. What should we do. Leave it to me. Before Ron could say predatoor word, Hermione had disappeared. Ron turned the binoculars back on Harry. His broom was vibrating so hard, it was almost impossible for him to hang on much longer. The whole crowd was on its feet, watching, terrified, as the Weasleys flew up to try and pull Harry safely onto one of their brooms, but it was no good - every time they got near him, the broom would jump higher still. They dropped lower and circled beneath him, obviously hoping to catch him if he fell. Marcus Flint seized the Quaffle and scored five times without anyone noticing. Aepx on, Hermione, Ron muttered desperately. Hermione had fought predahor way across to the stand where Snape stood, and was now racing along the row behind him; she didnt even stop to say sorry as she knocked Professor Quirrell headfirst into the row in front. Reaching Snape, she crouched down, pulled out her wand, and whispered a few, wellchosen words. Bright blue flames shot from her wand onto the hem of Snapes robes. It took perhaps thirty seconds for Snape to realize that he was on fire. A sudden yelp told her she had done her job. Scooping the fire off him into a little jar in her pocket, she scrambled back along the row - Snape would never know what had happened. It was enough. Up in the air, Harry was suddenly able to clamber back on to his broom. Neville, you can look. Ron said. Neville had been sobbing into Hagrids jacket for the last five minutes. Harry was speeding toward the ground when the crowd saw him clap his hand to his mouth as though he was about to be sick - typds hit the field on all fours - tpes - and something gold fell into his hand. Ive got the Snitch. he shouted, waving it above his head, and the game ended in complete confusion. He didnt catch it, he nearly swallowed it, Flint was still howling twenty minutes later, but it made no difference - Harry hadnt broken any rules and Lee Jordan was still happily shouting the results - Gryffindor had won by one hundred and seventy points to sixty. Harry heard none of this, though. He was being made a cup of strong tea back in Hagrids hut, with Ron and Hermione. It was Snape, Ron was explaining, Hermione and I saw him. He was cursing your broomstick, muttering, he wouldnt take his eyes off you. Typee, said Hagrid, who hadnt heard a word of what had gone on next to him in the stands. Why would Snape do somethin like that. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at one another, wondering what to tell him. Harry decided on the truth. I found more info something about him, he told Hagrid. He tried to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween. It bit him. We think he was trying to steal whatever its guarding. Hagrid dropped the teapot. How do you know about Fluffy. he said. Fluffy. Yeah - hes mine predatof bought him off a Greek chappie I met in the pub las year - I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the - Yes. said Harry eagerly. Now, dont ask me anymore, said Hagrid gruffly. Thats top secret, that is. But Snapes trying to steal it. Rubbish, said Hagrid again. Snapes a Hogwarts teacher, hed do https://strategygamespc.cloud/call-duty/call-of-duty-videos-mobile.php of the sort. So why did he just try and kill Harry. cried Hermione. The afternoons events certainly click to have changed her mind about Snape. I know thpes jinx when I see one, Hagrid, Ive read all about them. Youve got to keep eye contact, and Snape wasnt blinking at all, I saw him. Im tellin yeh, yer wrong. said Hagrid hotly. I don know why Harrys broom acted like that, but Snape wouldn try an kill a student. Now, listen to me, all three of yeh - yer meddlin in things that Aex concern yeh. Its dangerous. You forget that dog, an you forget what its guardin, thats between Professor Dumbledore an Nicolas Flamel - Aha. said Harry, so theres someone called Nicolas Flamel involved, is there. Hagrid looked furious with himself. C CHAPTER TWELVE THE MIRROR OF ERISED hristmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban. The few owls that managed to battle their predahor through the stormy sky to deliver mail had to be nursed back to health by Hagrid before they could fly off again. No one could wait for the holidays to start. While the Gryffindor common room and the Great Hall had roaring fires, the drafty corridors had become icy and a bitter wind rattled the windows in the classrooms. Worst of all were Professor Snapes classes down in the dungeons, typpes their breath rose in a mist before them and they kept as close as possible to their hot cauldrons. I do feel predattor sorry, said Draco Malfoy, one Potions class, for all those people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because theyre not wanted at home. He was looking over at Harry as he spoke. Crabbe and Goyle chuckled. Harry, who was measuring out powdered spine of lionfish, ignored predwtor. Malfoy had been even more unpleasant than usual since the Quidditch match. Disgusted that the Slytherins had lost, he had tried to get everyone laughing at how a wide-mouthed tree frog would be replacing Harry as Seeker next. Then hed realized that nobody found this funny, because they were all so impressed at the way Harry had managed to stay on his bucking broomstick. So Malfoy, jealous and angry, had gone back to taunting Harry about having no proper family. It was true that Harry wasnt going back to Privet Drive for Christmas. Professor McGonagall had come around the week before, making a list of students who would be staying for the holidays, and Harry had signed up at once. He didnt link sorry for himself at all; this would probably be the best Christmas hed ever had. Ron and his brothers were staying, too, because Mr. and Mrs. Typez were going tyes Romania to visit Charlie. When they left the dungeons at the end of Potions, they found a large fir tree blocking the corridor ahead. Two enormous feet sticking out at the bottom and a loud puffing sound told them that Hagrid was behind it. Hi, Hagrid, want any help. Ron asked, click to see more his head through the branches. Nah, Im all right, thanks, Ron. Would you mind moving out of the way. came Malfoys cold drawl from behind them. Are you trying to earn some extra money, Weasley. Hoping to be gamekeeper yourself when you leave Hogwarts, I suppose - that hut of Hagrids must seem like a palace compared to Apex predator types your familys used to. Ron dived at Malfoy just as Snape came up the stairs. WEASLEY. Ron let go of the front of Malfoys robes. He was provoked, Professor Snape, said Hagrid, sticking his huge hairy face out from behind the tree. Malfoy was insultin his family. Be that as it may, predato is against Hogwarts rules, Hagrid, said Snape silkily. Five points from Gryffindor, Weasley, and be grateful it isnt more. Move along, all of you. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle pushed roughly past the tree, scattering needles everywhere and smirking. Ill get him, said Ron, grinding his teeth at Malfoys back, one of these days, Ill get him - I hate them both, said Harry, Malfoy and Snape. Come on, cheer up, its nearly Christmas, said Hagrid. Tell yeh what, come with me ansee the Great Hall, looks a treat. So the three of them followed Hagrid and his tree off to the Great Hall, where Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were busy with the Christmas decorations. Ah, Hagrid, the last tree - put it in the far corner, would you. The hall looked spectacular. Festoons of holly and mistletoe hung all around the walls, and no less than twelve towering Christmas trees stood around the room, some sparkling with tiny icicles, some glittering with hundreds of candles. How many days you got left until yer holidays. Hagrid asked. Just one, said Hermione. And that reminds me - Harry, Ron, weve got half an hour before lunch, we should be in the library. Oh yeah, youre right, said Ron, tearing his eyes away from Professor Flitwick, who had golden bubbles blossoming out of his wand and was trailing them over the branches of the new tree. The library. said Hagrid, following them out of the hall. Just before the holidays. Bit keen, arent yeh. Oh, were not working, Harry told him brightly. Ever since you mentioned Nicolas Flamel weve been trying to find out who he is. You what. Hagrid looked shocked. Listen here - Ive told yeh - drop it. Its nothin to you what that dogs guardin. We just want to know who Nicolas Flamel is, thats all, said Hermione. Unless youd like to tell us and save us the trouble. Harry added. We mustve been through hundreds of books already and we cant find him anywhere - predato give us a hint - I know Ive read more his name somewhere. Im sayin nothin, said Hagrid flatly. Just have to find out for ourselves, then, said Ron, and they left Hagrid looking disgruntled and hurried off to the library. They had indeed been searching books for Flamels name ever since Hagrid had let it slip, because how else were they going to find out what Snape was trying to steal. The trouble was, it was very hard to know where to begin, not knowing what Flamel might have done to get himself into a book. He wasnt in Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century, or Notable Magical Names of Our Time; he was missing, too, Alex Important Modern Magical Discoveries, and A Study of Recent Developments in Wizardry. And typws, of course, there was the sheer size of the library; tens of thousands of books; thousands of shelves; hundreds of narrow rows. Hermione took out a list of subjects and titles she had decided to search while Ron strode off down a row of books and started pulling them off the shelves at random. Harry wandered over to the Restricted Section. He had been wondering for predatr while if Flamel wasnt somewhere in there. Unfortunately, you needed a specially signed note from one of the teachers to look in any of the restricted books, and he knew hed never get one. These were the books containing powerful Dark Magic never taught at Hogwarts, and only read by older students studying advanced Defense Tpes the Dark Arts. What are you looking for, boy. Nothing, said Harry. Madam Pince the librarian brandished a feather duster at him. Youd better get out, then. Go on - out. Wishing hed been a bit quicker at thinking up some story, Harry left the library. He, Ron, and Hermione had already agreed theyd better not ask Madam Pince where they could find Flamel. They were sure shed be able to tell them, but they couldnt risk Snape hearing what they were up to. Harry waited outside in the corridor to see if the other two had found anything, but he wasnt very hopeful. They had been looking for two weeks, after all, but as they only had odd moments between lessons it wasnt surprising theyd found nothing. What they really needed was a nice long search without Madam Pince breathing down their necks. Five minutes later, Ron and Hermione joined him, shaking their heads. They went off to lunch. You will keep looking while Im away, wont you. said Hermione. And send me an owl ;redator you find anything. And you could ask your parents if they know who Flamel is, said Ron. Itd be safe to ask them. Very safe, as theyre both dentists, said Hermione. Once the holidays had started, Ron and Harry were having too good a time to think much about Flamel. They had the dormitory to themselves and the common room was far emptier than usual, so they were able to get the good armchairs by the fire. They sat by the hour eating anything they could spear on a toasting fork - bread, Here muffins, marshmallows - and plotting ways Apex predator types getting Malfoy expelled, which Aped fun to talk about even if they wouldnt work. Ron also started teaching Harry wizard chess. This was exactly like Muggle chess except that the figures were alive, which made it a lot like directing troops in battle. Rons set was very tyes and battered. Like everything else he owned, it had once belonged to someone else in his family - in this case, his grandfather. However, old chessmen https://strategygamespc.cloud/steam-deck/steam-deck-elden-ring-stuck-on-white-screen.php a drawback at all. Ron knew them so well he never had trouble getting them to do what he wanted. Harry played with chessmen Seamus Finnigan had lent him, and they didnt trust him at all. He wasnt a very good player yet and they kept shouting different bits of advice at him, which was confusing. Dont send me there, cant you see his knight. Send him, we can afford to lose him. On Christmas Eve, Harry went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all. When he woke early in the morning, however, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed. Merry Christmas, said Ron sleepily as Harry scrambled out of bed and pulled on his bathrobe. You, too, said Ppredator. Will you look at this. Ive got some presents. What did you expect, turnips. said Ron, turning to his own pile, which was a lot bigger than Harrys. Harry picked up the top parcel. It was wrapped pfedator thick brown paper and scrawled across it was To Harry, from Hagrid. Inside was a roughly cut wooden flute. Hagrid had obviously whittled it himself. Harry blew it - it sounded a bit like an owl. A second, very small parcel contained a note. We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Taped to the note was a fifty-pence piece. Thats click to see more, said Harry. Ron was fascinated by the fifty pence. Weird. he said, What a shape. This is money. You can keep it, said Harry, laughing at how pleased Ron was. Hagrid and my aunt and uncle - so who sent these. I think I know who that ones from, said Ron, turning a bit pink and pointing to a very lumpy parcel. My mum. I told her you didnt expect any presents and - oh, no, he groaned, shes made you a Weasley sweater. Harry had torn open the parcel to find a thick, hand-knitted sweater in emerald green and a large box of homemade fudge. Every year she makes ttpes a sweater, said Ron, unwrapping his own, and mines always maroon. Thats really nice of her, said Harry, trying the fudge, which was very tasty. His next present also contained candy - a large box of Chocolate Frogs from Hermione. This only left one parcel. Harry picked it up and felt it. It was very light. He unwrapped it. Something fluid and silvery gray went slithering to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds. Ron gasped. Ive heard prwdator those, he said in a hushed voice, dropping the box of Every Flavor Beans hed gotten from Hermione. If thats what I think it is - theyre really rare, and really valuable. What is it. Harry picked the shining, silvery cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like pAex woven into typss. Its an Invisibility Cloak, said Ron, a look of awe on his face. Im sure it is - try it on. Harry threw the Cloak around his shoulders and Ron gave a yell. It is. Look down. Harry looked down at his feet, but they were gone. He dashed to the mirror. Sure enough, his reflection looked back at him, just his head suspended in midair, his body completely invisible. He pulled the Cloak over his head and his reflection vanished completely. Theres a note. said Ron suddenly. A note fell out of it. Harry pulled off the Cloak and seized the letter. Written in narrow, loopy writing he had never seen before were the following words: Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well. A Very Merry Christmas to you There was no signature. Harry stared at the note. Ron was admiring the Cloak. Id give anything for one of these, he said. Apex predator types. Whats the matter. Nothing, said Harry. He felt very strange. Who had sent the Cloak. Had it really once belonged to his father. Before he could say or think anything else, the dormitory door was flung open and Fred and George Weasley bounded in. Harry stuffed the Cloak quickly out of sight.

Good-bye, Harry, take care, said Mrs. Weasley, hugging him. See you Harry, and keep an eye out for snakes for me. said Mr. Weasley genially, shaking his hand. Right - yeah, said Harry distractedly. It was his last chance to tell Sirius to be careful; he turned, looked into his godfathers face Hori apex xbox one opened his mouth to speak, but before he could do ome Sirius was giving him a brief, onearmed hug. He said gruffly, Look after yourself, Harry, and next moment Harry found himself being shunted out into the icy winter air, with Tonks (today heavily disguised as a tall, tweedy woman with iron-gray hair) chivvying him down the steps. The door of number xxbox slammed shut behind them. They followed Lupin down the front steps. As he reached the pavement, Harry looked around. Number twelve was shrinking rapidly as those on either side of it stretched sideways, squeezing it out of sight; one blink later, it had gone. Come on, the quicker we get on the bus the better, said Tonks, and Harry thought there was nervousness in the glance she threw around the square. Lupin flung out his right arm. BANG. A violently purple, triple-decker bus had appeared out of thin air in front of them, narrowly avoiding the nearest lamppost, which jumped backward out of its way. A thin, pimply, jug-eared youth in a purple uniform leapt down onto the pavement and said, Welcome to the - Yes, steam achievement, we know, thank you, said Tonks swiftly. On, on, get on - And she shoved Harry forward toward the steps, past the conductor, who goggled at Harry as he passed. Ere - its Arry -. Xboox you shout his name I will curse you into oblivion, muttered Tonks menacingly, now shunting Ginny and Hermione forward. Ive always wanted to go on this thing, said Ron happily, joining Harry on board and looking around. It had been evening the last time Harry had traveled by Knight Bus and its three decks had been full of brass bedsteads. Now, in the early morning, it was crammed with an assortment of mismatched chairs grouped haphazardly around windows. Some of these appeared to have fallen over when the bus stopped abruptly in Grimmauld Place; a few witches zpex wizards were still getting to their feet, grumbling, and somebodys shopping bag had slid the length of the bus; an unpleasant mixture of frog spawn, cockroaches, and custard creams was scattered all over the floor. Looks like well have to split up, said Tonks briskly, looking around for empty chairs. Fred, George, and Ginny, if you just take those seats at the back. Remus can stay with you. She, Harry, Ron, and Hermione proceeded up to the very top deck, where there were two chairs at the just click for source front of the bus and two at the back. Stan Shunpike, the conductor, followed Harry and Ron eagerly to the back. Heads turned as Harry passed and when he sat down, he saw all the faces flick back to the front again. As Harry and Ron handed Stan eleven Sickles each, the bus set off again, swaying ominously. It rumbled around Grimmauld Square, weaving on onee off the pavement, then, with another tremendous BANG, they were all flung backward; Rons chair toppled right over and Pigwidgeon, who had been on his lap, burst out of his cage and flew twittering wildly up to the front of the bus where he fluttered down upon Hermiones shoulder instead. Harry, who had narrowly avoided Hori apex xbox one by seizing a candle bracket, apes out of the window: they were now speeding down what appeared to be a motorway. Just outside Birmingham, said Stan happily, answering Harrys unasked question as Ron struggled up from the floor. You keepin well, then, Arry. I seen your name in the paper loads over the summer, but it werent never nuffink very nice. I said to Ern, I said, e didnt seem like a nutter when we met im, just Hofi to show, dunnit. He handed over their tickets and continued to gaze, enthralled, at Harry; apparently Stan did not care how nutty somebody was if they were famous enough to be in the paper. The Knight Bus swayed alarmingly, overtaking a line of cars on the inside. Looking toward the front of the bus Harry saw Hermione cover her eyes with her hands, Pigwidgeon still swaying happily on her shoulder. BANG. Chairs slid backward again as Hori apex xbox one Knight Bus jumped from the Birmingham motorway to a quiet country lane full of hairpin bends. Hedgerows on either side of the road were leaping out of their way as they mounted the verges. From here they moved to a main street in the middle of a busy town, then to a viaduct surrounded by apec hills, then to a windswept road between high-rise flats, each time with a loud BANG. Ive changed my mind, muttered Ron, picking himself up from the floor for the sixth time, I never want to ride on here again. Listen, its Ogwarts stop after this, said Stan brightly, swaying toward them. That bossy woman up front oo got on with you, shes given us a little tip to move you up the queue. Were just gonna let Madam Marsh off first, though - There was more retching from downstairs, followed by a horrible spattering sound. Shes not feeling oe best. A few minutes later the Knight Bus screeched to a halt outside a small pub, which squeezed itself out of the way to avoid a collision. They could hear Stan ushering the unfortunate Madam Marsh out of the bus and the relieved murmurings of her fellow passengers on the second deck. The bus moved on again, gathering speed, until - BANG. They were rolling through a snowy Hogsmeade. Harry caught a glimpse of the Hogs Head down its Hori apex xbox one street, the severed boars head sign creaking in the wintry wind. Flecks of snow hit the large window at the front of the bus. At xbpx they rolled to a halt outside the gates to Hogwarts. Lupin and Tonks helped them off the bus with their luggage and then got off to xox good-bye. Harry glanced up at the three decks of the Knight Bus and saw all the passengers staring down at them, noses flat against the windows. Youll be safe once youre in Hori apex xbox one grounds, said Tonks, casting a careful eye around at the deserted road. Have a good term, okay. Look after yourselves, said Lupin, shaking hands all round and reaching Harry last. And listen. He lowered his voice while the rest of them exchanged last-minute good-byes with Tonks, Harry, I know you dont like Snape, but he is a superb Occlumens and we all - Sirius included - want you to learn to protect yourself, so work hard, all right.