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More than once, enhancee had to stop, so that Harry could crouch down and find the spiders in the wandlight. They walked for what seemed like at least half enhnaced hour, their robes snagging on low-slung branches and brambles. After a while, they noticed that the ground seemed to be sloping downward, though the trees were as thick as ever. Then Fang suddenly let loose Balxurs great, echoing bark, making both Harry and Ron jump out of their skins. What. said Ron loudly, looking around into the pitch-dark, and gripping Harrys elbow very hard. Theres something moving over there, Harry breathed. Listen. sounds like something big. They listened. Some distance to their right, the something big was snapping branches as it carved a path through the trees. Oh, no, said Ron. Oh, no, oh, no, oh - Shut up, said Harry frantically. Itll hear you. Hear me. said Ron in an unnaturally high voice. Its already heard Fang. The darkness seemed to be pressing on their eyeballs as they stood, terrified, waiting. There was a strange rumbling noise and then silence. What dyou think its doing. said Harry. Probably getting ready to pounce, said Ron. They waited, shivering, hardly daring to move. Dyou think its gone. Harry whispered. Dunno - Then, to their right, came a sudden blaze of light, so bright in the darkness that both of them flung up their hands enhancedd shield their eyes. Fang yelped and tried to run, but got lodged in a enhancef of thorns and yelped even louder. Harry. Ron shouted, his voice breaking with relief. Harry, its our car. What. Come on. Harry blundered after Ron toward the light, stumbling and tripping, and a moment later they had emerged into a clearing. Weasleys car was standing, empty, in the middle of a circle of thick trees under a roof of dense branches, its headlights ablaze. As Ron walked, openmouthed, toward it, it Baldurs gate ii: enhanced edition opening slowly toward him, exactly like a large, turquoise dog greeting its owner. Its been here all the time. said Ron delightedly, walking around the car. Look at it. The forests turned it wild. The sides of the car were scratched and smeared with mud. Apparently it had taken to trundling around the forest on its own. Fang didnt seem at all keen on it; he kept close to Harry, who could feel him quivering. His breathing slowing down again, Harry stuffed his wand back into his robes. And we thought it was going to attack us. said Ron, leaning against the car and patting it. Click to see more wondered where it had gone. Harry squinted around on the floodlit ground for signs of more spiders, but they had all scuttled away from the glare of the Balcurs. Weve lost the trail, he said. Cmon, lets go and find them. Ron didnt speak. He didnt move. His eyes were fixed on a point some ten feet above the forest floor, right behind Harry. His face was livid with terror. Harry didnt even have time to turn around. There was a loud clicking noise and suddenly he felt something long and hairy seize him around the middle and lift gatee off the ground, so that he was hanging facedown. Struggling, terrified, he heard more clicking, and saw Rons legs leave the ground, too, heard Fang whimpering and howling - next moment, he was being swept away editkon the dark trees. Head hanging, Harry saw that what had hold of him was marching on six immensely long, hairy legs, the front two clutching him tightly below a pair of shining black pincers. Efition him, he could hear another of the creatures, no doubt carrying Ron. They were moving into the very heart of the forest. Harry could hear Fang fighting to free himself from a third monster, whining loudly, but Harry couldnt have yelled even if he had wanted to; he seemed to have left his voice back with the car in the clearing. He never knew how long he was in the creatures clutches; he only knew that the darkness suddenly lifted enough for him to see that the leaf-strewn ground was now swarming with spiders. Craning his neck sideways, he realized that they had reached the ridge of a vast hollow, a hollow that fdition been cleared of trees, so that the stars shone brightly onto Balsurs worst scene he had ever laid eyes on. Spiders. Not tiny spiders like those surging over the leaves below. Spiders the size of carthorses, eight-eyed, eight-legged, black, hairy, gigantic. The massive specimen that was carrying Harry made its way down the steep slope toward a misty, domed web in the very center of the hollow, while its fellows closed in all around it, clicking their pincers excitedly at the sight of its load. Harry fell to the ground on all fours as the spider released him. Ron and Fang thudded down next to him. Fang wasnt howling see more, but cowering silently on the spot. Ron looked exactly like Harry felt. His mouth was stretched wide in a kind of silent scream and his eyes were popping. Harry suddenly realized that the spider openinf had dropped him was saying something. It had been hard to tell, because he clicked his pincers with every word he spoke. Aragog. it called. Aragog. And from the middle of the misty, domed web, a spider the size of a small elephant emerged, very slowly. There was gray in the black of his body and legs, Bapdurs each of the eyes on his ugly, pincered head was milky white. He was blind. What is it. he said, clicking his pincers rapidly. Men, clicked the spider who had caught Harry. Is it Hagrid. said Aragog, moving closer, his eight milky eyes wandering vaguely. Strangers, clicked the spider who had brought Ron. Kill them, clicked Aragog fretfully. I was sleeping. Were friends of Hagrids, Harry shouted. His heart seemed to have left his chest to pound in his throat. Click, click, click went the pincers of the spiders all around the hollow. Aragog paused. Hagrid has never sent men into our hollow before, he said slowly. Hagrids in trouble, said Harry, breathing very fast. Thats why weve come. Root domain trouble. said the aged spider, and Harry thought he heard concern beneath the clicking pincers. But why has he sent you. Harry thought of getting to his feet but decided against it; he didnt think his legs would support him. So he spoke from the ground, as calmly as he could. They think, up at the school, that Hagrids been setting a - a - something on students. Theyve taken him to Azkaban. Aragog clicked his pincers furiously, and all around yate hollow the sound was echoed by the crowd of spiders; it was like applause, except applause didnt usually oprning Harry feel sick with fear. But that was years ago, said Aragog fretfully. Years and years ago. I remember it well. Thats why they made baldurs gate ulgoths beard jacket leave the school. They believed that I was the monster that dwells enhnced what they call the Chamber of Secrets. They thought that Hagrid had opened the Chamber and set me free. And you. you didnt come from the Chamber of Secrets. said Harry, who could feel cold sweat on his forehead. said Aragog, clicking angrily. I was not born in the castle. I come from a distant land. A traveler gave me to Hagrid when I was an egg. Hagrid was only a boy, but he cared for me, hidden in a cupboard in the castle, feeding me on scraps from the table. Hagrid is my good friend, and a good man. When I was discovered, and blamed for the death of a girl, he protected me. I have lived here opehing the forest ever since, where Hagrid still visits me. Openinf even found me edotion wife, Mosag, and you see how our family has grown, all through Hagrids goodness. Harry summoned what remained of his courage. So you never - never attacked anyone. Never, croaked the old spider. It would have been my instinct, but out of respect for Hagrid, I never harmed a human. The body of the girl who was killed was discovered in a bathroom. I never saw any part of edotion castle but the cupboard in which I grew up. Our kind like the dark and the quiet. But then. Do you know what did kill that girl. said Harry. Because whatever it is, its back and attacking people again - His words were drowned by a loud outbreak of clicking and the rustling of many long legs shifting angrily; large black shapes shifted all around him. The thing that lives in the castle, said Aragog, is an ancient creature we spiders fear above all others. Well do I remember how I pleaded with Hagrid to let me go, when I sensed the beast moving about the school. What is it. said Harry urgently. More loud clicking, more rustling; the spiders seemed to be closing in. We do not speak of it. said Aragog fiercely. We do not name it. I never even told Hagrid the name of that dread creature, though he asked me, many times. Harry didnt want to press the subject, not with the spiders pressing closer on all sides. Aragog seemed to be tired of talking. He was backing slowly into his domed web, but his fellow spiders continued to inch slowly toward Harry and Ron. Well just go, then, Harry called desperately to Aragog, hearing leaves rustling behind him. gatr Aragog slowly. I https://strategygamespc.cloud/xbox/pubg-foto-xbox.php not. But - but - My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid, on my command. But I cannot deny them fresh meat, when it wanders so opdning into our midst. Good-bye, friend of Hagrid. Harry spun around. Feet away, towering above him, was a solid wall of spiders, clicking, their many eyes gleaming in their ugly black heads. Even as he reached for his wand, Harry knew it was no good, there were too many of them, but as he tried to stand, ready to die fighting, a loud, long note sounded, and a blaze of light flamed through the hollow. Weasleys car was thundering down the slope, headlights glaring, its horn screeching, knocking spiders aside; several were thrown onto their backs, their endless legs waving in the air. The car screeched to a halt in front of Harry and Ron and the doors flew open. Get Fang. Harry yelled, diving into the front seat; Ron seized the boarhound around the middle and threw him, yelping, into the back of the car - the doors slammed shut - Ron didnt touch the accelerator but the car didnt need him; the engine roared and Balvurs were off, hitting more spiders. They sped up the slope, out of the hollow, and they were soon crashing through the forest, branches whipping the windows as the car wound its way cleverly through the widest gaps, following a path it obviously knew. Harry looked sideways at Ron. His mouth was still open in the silent scream, but his eyes werent popping anymore. Are you okay. Ron stared straight ahead, unable to speak. Baldurs gate ii: enhanced edition opening smashed their way through the undergrowth, Fang howling loudly in the back seat, and Harry saw the side mirror snap off as they squeezed past a large oak. After ten noisy, rocky minutes, the trees thinned, and Harry could again see patches of sky. The car stopped so suddenly that they were nearly thrown into the windshield. They had reached the edge of the forest. Fang flung himself at the window in his anxiety to get out, and when Harry opened the door, he shot off through the trees to Hagrids house, tail between his legs. Harry got out too, and after a minute or so, Ron seemed to regain the feeling in his limbs and followed, still stiff-necked and staring. Harry gave the car a grateful pat as it reversed back into the forest and disappeared from view. Harry went back into Hagrids cabin to get the Invisibility Cloak. Fang was trembling under a blanket in his basket. When Harry got outside again, edtiion found Ron being violently sick in the pumpkin patch. Follow the spiders, said Ron weakly, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. Ill never forgive Hagrid. Were lucky to be alive. I bet he thought Aragog wouldnt hurt friends of his, said Harry. Thats exactly Hagrids problem. said Ron, thumping the wall of the cabin. He always thinks monsters arent as bad as theyre made out, and look where its got him. A cell in Azkaban. He was shivering uncontrollably now. What was the point of sending us in there. What have we found click the following article, Id like to know. That Hagrid never opened the Chamber of Secrets, said Harry, throwing the Cloak over Ron and prodding him in the arm to make him walk. He was innocent. Ron gave a loud snort. Evidently, hatching Aragog in a cupboard wasnt his idea of being innocent. As the castle loomed nearer Harry twitched the Cloak to make sure their rust game artwork how to were hidden, then pushed the creaking front doors ajar. They walked carefully back across the entrance hall and up the marble staircase, holding their breath as they passed corridors where watchful sentries were walking. At last they reached the safety of the Gryffindor common room, where the fire had burned itself into glowing ash. They took off the Cloak and climbed the winding stair to their dormitory. Ron fell onto his bed without bothering to get undressed. Harry, however, didnt feel very sleepy. He sat on the edge of his four-poster, thinking hard about everything Aragog had said. The creature that was lurking somewhere in the castle, he thought, sounded like a sort of monster Voldemort - even other monsters didnt want to name it. But he and Ron were no closer to finding out what it was, or how it Petrified its victims. Even Hagrid had editikn known what was in the Chamber of Secrets. Harry swung his legs up onto his bed and leaned back against his pillows, watching the moon glinting at him through the oening window. He couldnt see what else they could do. They had hit dead ends everywhere. Riddle had caught the wrong person, the Heir of Slytherin had got off, and no one could tell whether it was the same person, or a different one, who had opened the Chamber this time. There was nobody else to ask. Harry lay down, still thinking about what Aragog had said. He was becoming drowsy when what seemed like their very last hope occurred to him, and he suddenly sat bolt upright. Ron, he hissed through the dark, Ron - Ron woke with a yelp like Fangs, stared wildly around, and saw Harry. Ron - that girl who died. Aragog said she was found in a bathroom, said Harry, ignoring Nevilles snuffling snores from the corner. What if she never left the bathroom. What if shes still there. Ron rubbed his eyes, frowning through the moonlight. And then he understood, too. You dont think - not Moaning Myrtle. A CHAPTER SIXTEEN THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS ll those times we were in that bathroom, and she was just three check this out away, said Ron bitterly at breakfast next day, and we couldve asked her, and now. It had been hard enough trying to look for spiders. Escaping their teachers long enough to sneak into a girls bathroom, the girls bathroom, moreover, right next to the scene of the first attack, was going to be almost impossible. But something happened in their first lesson, Transfiguration, that drove opeming Chamber of Openinng out of their minds for the first time in weeks. Ten minutes into the class, Professor McGonagall told them that their exams would start on the first of June, one week from today. Exams. howled Seamus Finnigan. Were still getting exams. There was a loud bang behind Harry as Neville Longbottoms wand slipped, vanishing one of the legs on his desk. Professor McGonagall restored it with a wave of her own wand, and turned, frowning, to Seamus. The whole point of keeping the school open at this time is for you to receive your education, she said sternly. The exams will therefore take place as usual, and I trust you are all studying hard. Studying hard. It had never occurred to Harry that there would be exams with the castle in this state. There was a great deal of mutinous muttering around the room, which made Professor McGonagall scowl even more darkly. Professor Dumbledores instructions were to keep the school running as normally as possible, she said. And that, I need hardly point out, means finding out how much you have learned this year. Harry looked down at the pair of white rabbits he enanced supposed to be turning into slippers. What had he learned so far this year. He couldnt seem to think of anything that would be useful in an exam. Ron looked as though hed just been told he had to go and live in the Forbidden Forest. Can you dnhanced me taking exams with this. he asked Harry, holding up his wand, which had just started whistling loudly. Three days before their first exam, Professor McGonagall made another announcement at breakfast. I have good news, she said, and the Great Hall, instead of falling silent, erupted. Dumbledores coming back. several people yelled joyfully. Youve caught the Heir of Slytherin. squealed a girl at the Ravenclaw table. Quidditch matches are back on. roared Wood excitedly. When the hubbub had subsided, Professor McGonagall said, Professor Sprout has informed me that the Mandrakes are ready for cutting at last. Tonight, we will be able to revive those people who have been Petrified. I need hardly remind you all that one of them may well be able to tell us who, or what, attacked them.
I know, said Harry, but McGonagall still wants to strip it down - Wood went pale. Ill go and talk to her, Harry, he promised. Ill make her see reason. A Firebolt. a real Firebolt, on our team. She wants Gryffindor to win as much as we do. Ill make her see sense. A Firebolt. Classes started again the next day. The last thing anyone felt like doing was spending two hours on the grounds on a raw January morning, but Hagrid had provided a bonfire full of salamanders for their enjoyment, and they spent an unusually good lesson collecting dry wood and leaves to keep the fire blazing while the flame-loving lizards scampered up and down the crumbling, whitehot logs. The first Divination lesson of the new term was much less fun; Professor Trelawney was now teaching them palmistry, and she lost no time in informing Harry that he had the shortest life line she had ever seen. It was Defense Against the Dark Arts that Harry was keen to get to; after Counter strike offline games apk conversation with Wood, he wanted to get started on his anti-dementor lessons as soon as possible. Ah yes, said Lupin, when Harry reminded him of his promise at the end of class. Let me see. how about Counter strike offline games apk oclock on Thursday evening. The History of Magic classroom should be large enough. Ill have to think pubg apk download about how were going to do this. We cant Counter strike offline games apk a real dementor into the castle to practice on. Still looks ill, doesnt he. said Ron as they walked down the corridor, heading to dinner. What dyou reckons the matter with him. There was a loud and impatient tuh from behind them. It was Hermione, who had been sitting at the feet of a suit of armor, repacking her bag, which was so full of books it wouldnt close. And what are you tutting at us Counter strike offline games apk. said Ron irritably. Nothing, said Hermione in a lofty voice, heaving her bag back over her shoulder. Yes, you were, said Ron. I said I wonder whats wrong with Lupin, and you - Well, isnt it obvious. said Hermione, with a look of maddening superiority. If you dont want to tell us, dont, snapped Ron. Fine, said Hermione haughtily, and she marched off. She doesnt know, source Ron, staring resentfully after Hermione. Shes just trying to get us to talk to her again. At eight oclock on Thursday evening, Harry left Gryffindor Tower for the History of Magic classroom. It was dark and empty when he arrived, but he lit the lamps with his wand and had waited only five minutes when Professor Lupin turned up, carrying a large packing case, which he heaved onto Professor Binnss desk. Whats that. said Harry. Another boggart, said Lupin, stripping off his cloak. Ive been combing the castle ever since Tuesday, and very luckily, I found this one lurking inside Mr. Filchs filing cabinet. Its the nearest well get to a real dementor. The boggart will turn into a dementor when he sees you, so well be able to practice on him. I can store him in my office when were not using him; theres a cupboard under my desk hell like. Okay, said Harry, trying to sound as though he wasnt apprehensive at all and merely glad that Lupin had found such a good substitute for a real dementor. So Counter strike offline games apk. Professor Lupin had taken out his own wand, and indicated that Harry should do the same. The spell I am going to try and teach you is highly advanced magic, Harry - well beyond Ordinary Wizarding Level. It is called the Patronus Charm.
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