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I really must get back, said Lupin at last, declining yet another goblet of wine. He got to his feet and pulled his traveling cloak back around himself. Good-bye, good-bye - Ill try and bring some pictures in a few days time - theyll all be so glad to know that Ive seen you - He fastened his cloak and made his farewells, hugging the women and grasping hands with the men, then, still beaming, returned into the wild night. Godfather, Harry. said Bill as they walked into the kitchen together, helping clear the table. A real honor. Congratulations. As Harry set down the empty goblets he was carrying, Bill pulled the door behind him closed, shutting out the still-voluble voices of the others, who were continuing read more celebrate even in Lupins absence. I wanted a private word, actually, Harry. It hasnt been easy to get an opportunity with the cottage this full of people. Bill hesitated. Harry, youre planning something with Griphook. It was a statement, not a question, and Harry did not bother to deny it. He merely looked at Bill, waiting. I know goblins, said Bill. Ive worked for Gringotts ever since I left Hogwarts. As far as there can be friendship between wizards and goblins, I have goblin friends - or, at least, goblins I know well, and like. Again, Bill hesitated. Harry, what do you want from Griphook, and what have you promised him in return. I cant tell you that, said Harry. Sorry, Bill. The kitchen door opened behind them; Fleur was trying to bring through more empty goblets. Wait, Bill told her. Just a moment. She backed out and he closed the door again. Then I have to say this, Bill went on. If you have struck any kind of bargain with Griphook, and most particularly if that bargain involves treasure, you must be exceptionally careful. Goblin notions of ownership, payment, and repayment are not the same as human ones. Harry felt a slight squirm of discomfort, as though a small snake had stirred inside him. What do you mean. he asked. We are talking about a different breed of being, said Bill. Dealings between wizards and goblins have been fraught for centuries - but youll know all that from History of Magic. There has been fault on both sides, I would never claim that wizards have been innocent. However, there is a belief among some goblins, and those at Gringotts are perhaps most prone to it, that wizards cannot be trusted in matters of gold and treasure, that they have no respect for goblin ownership. I respect - Harry began, but Bill shook his head. You dont understand, Harry, nobody could understand unless they have lived with goblins. To a goblin, the rightful and true master of any object is the maker, not the purchaser. All goblin-made objects are, in goblin eyes, rightfully theirs. But if it was bought - - then they would consider it rented by the one who had paid the money. They have, however, great difficulty with the idea of goblin-made objects passing from wizard to wizard. You saw Griphooks face when the tiara passed under his eyes. He disapproves. I believe he thinks, as do the fiercest of his kind, that it ought to have been returned to the goblins once the original purchaser died. They consider our habit of keeping goblin-made objects, passing them from wizard to wizard without further payment, little more than theft. Harry had an ominous feeling now; he wondered whether Bill guessed more than he was letting on. All I am saying, said Bill, setting his hand on the door back into the sitting room, is to be very careful what you promise goblins, Harry. It would be less dangerous to break into Gringotts than to renege on a promise to a goblin. Right, said Harry as Bill opened the door, yeah. Thanks. Ill bear that in mind. As he followed Bill back to the others a wry thought came to him, born no doubt of the wine he had drunk. He seemed set on course to become just as reckless a godfather to Teddy Lupin as Sirius Black had been to him. T CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX GRINGOTTS heir plans were made, their preparations complete; in the smallest bedroom a single long, coarse black hair (plucked from the sweater Hermione had been wearing at Malfoy Manor) lay curled in a small glass phial on the mantelpiece. And youll be using her actual wand, said Harry, nodding toward the walnut wand, so I reckon youll be pretty convincing. Hermione looked frightened that the wand might sting or bite her as she picked it up. I hate this thing, she said in a low voice. I really hate it. It feels all wrong, it doesnt work properly for me. Its like a bit of her. Harry could not help but remember how Hermione had dismissed his loathing of the blackthorn wand, insisting that he was imagining things when it did not work as well as his own, telling him to simply practice. He chose not to repeat her own advice back to her, however; the eve of their attempted assault on Gringotts felt like the wrong moment to antagonize her. Itll probably help you get in character, though, said Ron. Think what that wands done. But thats my point. said Hermione. This is the wand that tortured Nevilles mum and dad, and who knows how many other people. This is the wand that killed Pubg joker play. Harry had not thought of that: He looked down at the wand and was visited by a brutal urge to snap it, to slice it see more half with Gryffindors sword, which was propped against the wall beside him. I miss my wand, Hermione said miserably. I wish Mr. Ollivander could have made me another one too. More info had sent Luna a new wand that morning. She was out on the back lawn at that moment, testing its capabilities in the late afternoon sun. Dean, who had lost his wand to the Snatchers, was watching rather gloomily. Harry looked down at the hawthorn wand that had once belonged to Draco Malfoy. He had been surprised, but pleased, to discover that it worked for him at least as well as Hermiones had done. Remembering what Ollivander had told them of the secret workings of wands, Harry thought he knew what Hermiones problem was: She had not won the walnut wands allegiance by taking it personally from Bellatrix. The door of the bedroom opened and Griphook entered. Harry reached instinctively for the hilt of the sword and drew it close click at this page him, but regretted his action at once: He could tell that the goblin had noticed. Seeking to gloss over the sticky moment, he said, Weve just been checking the last-minute stuff, Learn more here. Weve told Bill and Fleur were leaving tomorrow, and weve told them not to get up to see us off. They had been firm on this point, because Hermione would need to transform into Bellatrix before they left, and the less that Bill and Fleur knew or suspected about what they were about to do, the better. They had also explained that they would not be returning. As they had lost Perkinss old tent on the night that the Snatchers caught them, Bill had lent them another one. It was now packed inside the beaded bag, which, Harry was impressed to learn, Hermione had protected from the Snatchers by the simple expedient of stuffing it down her sock. Though he would miss Bill, Fleur, Luna, and Dean, not to mention the home comforts they had enjoyed over the last few weeks, Harry was looking forward to escaping the confinement of Shell Cottage. He was tired of trying to make sure that they were not overheard, tired of being shut in the tiny, dark bedroom. Most of all, he longed to be rid of Griphook. However, precisely how and when they were to part from the goblin without handing over Gryffindors sword remained a question to which Harry had no answer. It had been impossible to decide how they were going to do it, because the goblin rarely left Harry, Ron, and Hermione alone together for more than five minutes at a time: He could give my mother lessons, growled Ron, as the goblins long fingers kept appearing around the edges of doors. With Bills warning in mind, Harry could not help suspecting that Griphook was on the watch for possible skulduggery. Hermione disapproved so heartily of the planned double-cross that Harry had given up attempting to pick her brains on how best to do it; Ron, on the rare occasions that they had been able to snatch a few Griphook-free moments, had come up with nothing better than Well just have to wing it, mate. Harry slept badly that night. Lying awake in the early hours, he thought back to the way he had felt the night before they had infiltrated the Ministry of Magic and remembered a determination, almost an excitement. Now he was experiencing jolts of xbox baldurs gate one requirements, nagging doubts: He could not shake off the fear that it was all going to go wrong. He kept telling himself that their plan was good, that Griphook knew what they were facing, that they were wellprepared for all the difficulties they were likely to encounter, yet still he felt uneasy. Once or twice he heard Ron stir and was sure that he too was awake, but they were sharing the sitting room with Dean, so Harry did not speak. It was a relief when six oclock arrived and they could slip out of their sleeping bags, dress in the semidarkness, then creep out into the garden, where they were to meet Hermione and Griphook. The go here was chilly, but there was little wind now that it was May. Harry looked up at the stars still glimmering palely in the dark sky and listened to the sea washing backward and forward against the cliff: He was going to miss the sound. Small green shoots were forcing their way up through the red earth of Dobbys grave now; in a years time the mound would be covered in flowers. The white stone that bore the elfs name had already acquired a weathered look. He realized now that they could hardly have laid Dobby to rest in a more beautiful place, but Harry ached with sadness to think of leaving him behind. Looking down on the grave, he wondered yet again how the elf had known where to come to rescue them. His fingers moved absentmindedly to the little pouch still strung around his neck, through which he could feel the jagged mirror fragment in which he had been sure he had seen Dumbledores eye. Then the sound of a door opening made him look around. Bellatrix Lestrange was striding across the lawn toward them, accompanied by Griphook. As she walked, she was tucking the small, beaded bag into the inside pocket think, rust game guns quotes phrase another set of the old robes they had taken from Grimmauld Place. Though Harry knew perfectly well that it was really Hermione, he could not suppress a shiver of loathing. She was taller than he was, her long black hair rippling down her back, her heavily lidded eyes disdainful as they rested upon him; but then she spoke, and he heard Hermione through Bellatrixs low voice. She tasted disgusting, worse than Gurdyroots. Okay, Ron, come here so I can do you. Right, but remember, I dont like the beard too long - Oh, for heavens sake, this isnt about looking handsome - Its not that, it gets in the way. But I liked my nose a bit shorter, try and do it the way you did last time. Hermione sighed and set to work, muttering under her breath as she transformed various aspects of Rons appearance. 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Harry bent down and the goblin clambered onto his back, his hands linked in front of Harrys throat. He was not heavy, but Harry disliked the feeling of the goblin and the surprising strength with which he clung on. Hermione pulled the Invisibility Cloak out of the beaded bag and threw it over them both. Perfect, she said, bending down to check Harrys feet. I cant see a thing. Lets go. Harry turned on the spot, with Griphook on his shoulders, concentrating with all his might on the Leaky Cauldron, the inn that was the entrance to Diagon Alley. The goblin clung even tighter as they moved into the compressing darkness, and seconds later Harrys feet found pavement and he opened his eyes on Charing Cross Road. Muggles bustled past wearing the hangdog expressions of early morning, quite unconscious of the little inns existence. The bar of the Leaky Cauldron was nearly deserted. Tom, the stooped and toothless landlord, was polishing glasses behind the bar counter; a couple of warlocks having a muttered conversation in the far corner glanced at Hermione and drew back into the shadows. Madam Lestrange, murmured Tom, and as Hermione passed he inclined his head subserviently. Good morning, said Hermione, and as Harry crept past, still carrying Griphook piggyback under the Cloak, he saw Tom look surprised. Too polite, Harry whispered in Hermiones ear as they passed out of the inn into the tiny backyard. You need to treat people like theyre scum. Okay, okay. Hermione drew out Bellatrixs wand and tapped a brick in the nondescript wall in front of them. At once the bricks began to whirl and spin: A hole appeared in the middle of them, which grew wider and wider, finally forming an archway onto the narrow cobbled street that was Diagon Alley. It was quiet, barely time for the shops to open, and there were hardly any Apex tyres long jetty abroad. The crooked, cobbled street was much altered now from the bustling place Harry had visited before his first term at Hogwarts so many years before. More shops than ever were boarded up, though several new establishments dedicated to the Dark Arts had been created since his last visit. Harrys own face glared down at him from posters plastered over many windows, always captioned with the words UNDESIRABLE NUMBER ONE. A number of ragged people sat huddled in doorways. He heard them moaning to the few passersby, pleading for gold, insisting that they were really wizards. One man had a bloody bandage over his eye. As they set off along the street, the beggars glimpsed Hermione. They seemed to melt away before her, drawing hoods over their faces and fleeing as fast as they could. Hermione looked after them curiously, until the man with the bloodied bandage came staggering right across her path. My children. he bellowed, pointing at her. His voice was cracked, highpitched; he sounded distraught. Where are my children. What has he done with them. You know, you know. I - I really - stammered Hermione. The man lunged at her, reaching for her throat: Then, with a bang and a burst of red light he was thrown backward onto the ground, unconscious. Ron stood there, his wand still outstretched and a look of shock visible behind his beard. Faces appeared at the windows on either side of the street, while a little knot of prosperous-looking passersby gathered their robes about them and broke into gentle trots, keen to vacate the scene. Their entrance into Diagon Alley could hardly have been more conspicuous; for a moment Harry wondered whether it might not be better to leave now and try to think of a different plan. Before they could move or consult one another, however, they heard a cry from behind them. Why, Madam Lestrange. Harry whirled around and Griphook tightened his hold around Harrys neck: A tall, thin wizard with a crown of bushy gray hair and a long, sharp nose was striding toward them. Its Travers, hissed the goblin into Harrys ear, but at that moment Harry could not think who Travers was. Hermione had drawn herself up to her fullest height Apex tyres long jetty said with as much contempt as she could muster: And what do you want. Travers stopped in his tracks, clearly affronted. Hes another Death Eater. breathed Griphook, and Harry sidled sideways to repeat the information into Hermiones ear. I merely sought to greet you, said Travers coolly, but if my Apex tyres long jetty is not welcome. Harry recognized his voice now; Travers was one of the Death Eaters who had been summoned to Xenophiliuss house. No, no, not at all, More info, said Hermione quickly, trying to cover up her mistake. How are you. Well, I confess I am surprised to see you out and about, Bellatrix. Really. Why. asked Hermione. Well, Travers coughed, I heard that the inhabitants of Malfoy Manor were confined to the house, after the. ah. escape. Harry willed Hermione to keep her head. If this was true, and Bellatrix was not supposed to be out in public - The Dark Lord forgives those who have served him most faithfully in the past, said Hermione in a magnificent imitation of Bellatrixs most contemptuous manner. Perhaps your credit is not as good with him as mine is, Travers. Though the Death Eater looked offended, link also seemed less suspicious. He glanced down at the man Ron had just Stunned. How Apex tyres long jetty it offend you. It does not matter, it will not do so again, said Hermione coolly. Some of these wandless can be troublesome, said Travers. While they do nothing but beg I have no objection, but one of them actually asked me to plead her case at the Ministry last week. Im a witch, sir, Im a witch, let me prove it to you. he said in a squeaky impersonation. As if I was going to give her my wand - but whose wand, said Travers curiously, are you using at the moment, Bellatrix. I heard that your own was - I have my wand here, said Hermione coldly, holding up Bellatrixs wand. I dont know what rumors you have been listening to, Travers, but you seem sadly misinformed. Travers seemed a little taken aback at that, and he turned instead to Ron. Who is your friend. I do not recognize him. This is Dragomir Despard, said Hermione; they had decided that a fictional foreigner was the safest cover for Ron to assume. He speaks very little English, but he is in sympathy with the Dark Link aims. He has traveled here from Transylvania to see our new regime. Indeed. How do you do, Dragomir. Ow you. said Ron, holding out his hand. Travers extended two fingers and shook Rons hand as though frightened of dirtying himself. So what brings you and your - ah - sympathetic friend to Diagon Alley this early. asked Travers. I need to visit Gringotts, said Hermione. 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