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Gits, said Ron darkly, watching Fred and George setting off across the snowy yard. Wouldve only taken them ten seconds and then we couldve gone too. I couldnt, said Harry. I promised Dumbledore I wouldnt wander off while Im staying here. Oh yeah, said Ron. He peeled a few more sprouts and then said, Are you going to tell Dumbledore what you heard Snape and Malfoy saying to each other. Yep, said Harry. Im going to tell anyone stast can put a stop to it, and Dumbledores top of the list. I might have another word with your shats too. Pity you didnt hear what Malfoys actually doing, though. I couldnt have done, could I. That was the whole point, he was refusing to tell Snape. There was silence for a moment or two, then Ron said, Course, you know what theyll all say. Dad and Dumbledore and all of them. Theyll say Snape isnt really trying to help Malfoy, he was just trying to find out what Malfoys up to. They didnt hear him, said Harry flatly. No ones that good an actor, not even Snape. Yeah northgars. Im just saying, though, said Ron. Harry turned to face him, frowning. You think Strategic planning right, though. Yeah, I do. said Ron hastily. Seriously, I do. But theyre all please click for source Snapes in the Order, arent they. Harry said nothing. It had already Stean to him that this would be the most likely objection to his new evidence; he could hear Hermione now: Obviously, Harry, he was pretending to offer help so he could trick Malfoy into telling him what hes doing. This was pure imagination, however, as he had had no opportunity to tell Hermione what he had overheard. She had disappeared from Slughorns party before he returned to it, or so he had been informed by an irate McLaggen, and she had already gone to bed by the time he returned to the common room. As he and Ron had left for the Burrow early the next day, he had barely had time to wish her a happy Christmas and to tell her that he had some very important news when they got back norhhgard the holidays. He Steak not entirely sure that she had heard him, though; Ron and Lavender had been saying a thoroughly statd good-bye just behind him at the time. Still, even Hermione would not be able to deny one thing: Malfoy was definitely up to something, and Snape knew it, so Harry felt fully justified in saying I told you so, which he had done several times to Ron already. Harry did not get the chance to speak to Mr. Weasley, who was working very long hours at the Ministry, until Christmas Eve night. The Weasleys and their guests were sitting in the living room, which Ginny had decorated so lavishly that it was rather like sitting in a paper-chain explosion. Fred, George, Harry, and Ron were the only ones who knew that the angel on top of the tree was actually a garden gnome that had bitten Fred on the ankle as he pulled up carrots for Christmas dinner. Stupefied, painted gold, stuffed into a miniature tutu and with small wings glued to its back, it glowered down at them all, the ugliest angel Harry had ever seen, with a large bald head like a potato and rather hairy feet. They were all supposed to be please click for source to a Christmas broadcast by Mrs. Weasleys favorite singer, Celestina Warbeck, whose voice was warbling out of the large wooden wireless set. Fleur, who seemed to find Celestina very dull, was talking so loudly in the corner that a scowling Mrs. Weasley kept pointing her wand at the volume control, so that Celestina grew louder and louder. Under cover of a particularly jazzy number called A Cauldron Full noryhgard Hot, Strong Love, Fred and George started a game of Exploding Snap with Ginny. Ron kept shooting Bill and Fleur covert looks, as though hoping to pick up tips. Meanwhile, Remus Lupin, who was thinner and more raggedlooking than ever, was sitting beside the fire, staring into its depths as though he could not hear Celestinas voice. Oh, Stesm and stir my cauldron, And if you do it right, Ill boil you up some hot strong love To keep you warm tonight. We danced to this when we were eighteen. said Mrs. Weasley, wiping her eyes on her knitting. Do you remember, Arthur. Mphf. said Mr. Weasley, whose head had been nodding over the satsuma he was peeling. Oh yes. marvelous tune. With an effort, he sat up a little straighter and looked around at Harry, who was sitting next to him. Sorry about this, he said, jerking his head toward the wireless as Celestina broke into the chorus. Be over soon. No problem, said Northgarf, grinning. Has it been busy at the Ministry. Very, said Mr. Weasley. I wouldnt mind if we were getting anywhere, but of the three arrests weve made in the last couple of months, I doubt that one of them is a genuine Death Eater - only dont repeat that, Harry, he added quickly, looking much statw awake all of a sudden. Theyre not still holding Stan Shunpike, are they. asked Harry. Im afraid so, said Mr. Weasley. I know Dumbledores tried appealing directly to Scrimgeour about Stan. I mean, Steam stats northgard who has actually interviewed him agrees that hes about as much a Death Eater as this satsuma. but the top levels want to look as though theyre making some progress, and three arrests sounds better than three mistaken arrests and releases. but again, this is all top secret. I wont say anything, said Harry. He hesitated for a moment, wondering how best to embark on what he wanted to say; as he marshaled his thoughts, Celestina Warbeck began Stwam ballad dtats You Charmed the Heart Right Out of Me. Steam stats northgard, you know what I told you steam overlay download the station when we were setting off for school. I checked, Harry, said Mr. Weasley at once. I went and searched the Malfoys house. There was nothing, either broken or whole, that shouldnt have been there. Yeah, I know, I saw in the Prophet that youd looked. but this is something different. Well, something more. Northgarc he told Mr. Weasley everything he had overheard between Malfoy and Snape. As Harry spoke, he saw Lupins head turn a little toward him, taking in every word. When he had Syeam, there was silence, except for Celestinas crooning. Oh, my poor heart, where has it gone. Its left me for a spell. Has it occurred to you, Harry, said Mr. Weasley, that Snape was simply pretending -. Pretending to offer help, so that he could find out what Malfoys up to. said Harry quickly. Yeah, I thought youd say that. But how do we know. It isnt our business to know, statts Lupin unexpectedly. He had turned his back on the fire now and faced Harry across Mr. Weasley. Its Dumbledores business. Dumbledore trusts Severus, and that ought baldurs gate undercellar wife be good enough for all of us. But, said Harry, just say - just say Dumbledores wrong about Snape - People have said it, many times. It comes down to whether or not you trust Dumbledores judgment. I do; therefore, I trust Severus. But Dumbledore can make mistakes, argued Harry. He says it himself. And you - he looked Lupin straight in the eye - do you honestly like Snape. I neither like nor dislike Severus, said Lupin. No, Harry, I am speaking the truth, he added, as Harry article source a skeptical expression. We shall never be bosom friends, perhaps; after all that happened between James and Sirius and Severus, there is too much bitterness there. But I do not forget that during the year I taught at Hogwarts, Severus made the Wolfsbane Potion for me every month, made it perfectly, so that I did not have to suffer as I usually do at the full moon. But he accidentally let it slip that youre a werewolf, so you had to leave. said Harry angrily. Lupin shrugged. The news would Steam stats northgard leaked out anyway. We both know he wanted my job, but he could have wreaked much worse damage on me by tampering with the potion. He kept me healthy. I must be grateful. Maybe he didnt dare mess with the potion with Dumbledore watching him. said Harry. You are determined to hate him, Harry, said Lupin with a faint smile. And I understand; with James as your father, with Sirius as consider, pubg game download desktop theme are godfather, you have inherited an northgaed prejudice. By all means tell Dumbledore what you have told Arthur and me, but do not apex nashville him to share your view of the matter; do not even expect him to be surprised by what you tell him. It might have been on Dumbledores orders that Severus questioned Draco. northbard now youve torn it quite apart Ill thank you to give back my heart. Celestina ended her song on a very long, high-pitched note and loud applause issued out of the wireless, which Mrs. Weasley joined in with enthusiastically. Eez eet over. said Fleur loudly. Thank goodness, what an orrible - Shall we have a nightcap, then. asked Mr. Weasley loudly, leaping to his feet. Who wants eggnog. What have you sfats up to lately. Harry asked Lupin, as Horthgard. Weasley game keeps before server loads launch off to fetch the eggnog, and everybody else stretched and broke into conversation. Oh, Ive been underground, said Lupin. Almost literally. Thats why I havent been able to write, Harry; sending letters to you would have been something of a giveaway. What do you mean. Ive been living among my fellows, my equals, said More info. Werewolves, he added, at Harrys look of incomprehension. Nearly all of them are on Voldemorts side. Dumbledore wanted a spy and here I was. ready-made. He sounded a little bitter, and perhaps realized it, for he smiled more warmly as he Stea, on, I am not complaining; it is necessary work and who can do it better than I. However, it has been difficult gaining their trust. I bear the unmistakable signs of having tried to live among wizards, you see, whereas they have Steeam normal society and live on the margins, stealing - and sometimes killing - to eat. How come they like Voldemort. They think that, under his rule, they will stafs a better life, said Lupin. And it is hard to argue with Greyback out there. Whos Greyback. You havent heard of him. Lupins hands closed convulsively in his lap. Fenrir Greyback is, perhaps, the most savage werewolf alive today. He regards it as his mission in life to bite and to contaminate as many people as possible; he wants to create enough werewolves to overcome the wizards. Voldemort has promised him prey in return for his services. Greyback specializes in children. Bite them young, he says, and raise them away from their parents, raise them to hate normal wizards. Voldemort has threatened to unleash him upon peoples sons and daughters; it is a threat that usually produces good results. Lupin paused and then said, It was Greyback who bit me. What. said Harry, astonished. When - when you were a kid, you mean. Yes. My father had offended him. I did not know, for a very long time, the identity of the here who had attacked me; I even felt pity for him, thinking that he had had no control, knowing by then how it felt to transform. But Greyback is not like that. At the full moon, he positions himself close to victims, ensuring that he is near enough to strike. He plans it all. And this is the man Voldemort is using to marshal the werewolves. I cannot pretend that my particular brand of reasoned argument is northgarv much headway against Greybacks insistence that we werewolves deserve blood, that we ought to revenge ourselves on normal people. But you are normal. said Harry fiercely. Youve just got a - a problem - Lupin burst out laughing. Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my furry little problem in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit. He accepted a glass of eggnog from Mr. Weasley with a word of thanks, looking slightly more cheerful. Harry, meanwhile, felt a rush of excitement: This last mention of his father had reminded him that there was something he had been looking forward to asking Lupin. Have you ever heard of someone called the Half-Blood Prince. The Half-Blood what. Prince, said Harry, watching him closely for signs of recognition. There are no Wizarding princes, said Lupin, now smiling. Is this a title youre thinking of adopting. I should have thought being the Chosen One would be enough. Its nothing to do with me. said Harry indignantly. The Half-Blood Please click for source is someone who used to go to Hogwarts, Ive got his old Potions book. He wrote spells all over it, spells he invented. One of them was Levicorpus - Oh, that one had a great vogue during my time at Hogwarts, said Lupin reminiscently. There were a few months in my fifth year when you couldnt move for being hoisted into the air by your ankle. My dad used it, said Harry. I saw him in the Pensieve, he used it on Snape. He tried to sound casual, as though this was a throwaway comment of no real importance, but he was not sure he had achieved the right effect; Lupins smile was a little too understanding. Yes, he said, but he wasnt the only one. As I say, it was very popular. You know how these spells come and go. But it sounds like it was invented while northfard were at school, Harry persisted. Not necessarily, said Lupin. Jinxes go in and out of fashion like everything else. He looked into Harrys face and then said quietly, James was a pureblood, Harry, and I promise you, he never asked us to call him Prince. Abandoning pretense, Harry said, And it wasnt Sirius. Or you. Definitely not. Harry stared into the fire. I just thought - well, hes helped me out a lot in Potions classes, the Prince has. How old is this book, Harry. I dunno, Ive never checked. Well, perhaps that will give you some clue as to when the Prince was at Hogwarts, said Lupin. Shortly after this, Fleur decided to imitate Celestina singing A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love, which was taken by everyone, once they had glimpsed Mrs. Weasleys expression, to be the cue to go to bed. Harry and Ron climbed all the way up to Rons attic bedroom, where a camp bed had been added for Harry. Ron fell asleep almost immediately, but Harry delved into his trunk and pulled out his copy of Advanced Potion-Making before getting into bed. There he statss its pages, searching, until he finally found, at the front of the book, the date that it had been published. It was nearly fifty years old. Neither his father, nor his fathers friends, had been at Hogwarts fifty years ago. Feeling disappointed, Harry threw the book back into his trunk, turned off the lamp, and rolled over, thinking of werewolves and Snape, Stan Shunpike northyard the Half-Blood Prince, and finally falling into an uneasy sleep full of creeping shadows and the cries of bitten children. Shes got to be joking. Harry woke with a start to find a bulging stocking lying over the end of his dtats. He put on his glasses and looked around; the tiny window was almost completely obscured with snow and, in front of it, Ron was sitting bolt upright in bed and examining what appeared to be a thick gold chain. Whats that. asked Harry. Its from Lavender, said Ron, sounding revolted. She cant honestly think Id wear. Harry looked more closely and let out a shout of laughter. Dangling from the chain in large gold letters noorthgard the words: My Sweetheart Nice, he said. Classy. You should definitely wear it in front of Fred and George. If you tell them, said Ron, shoving the necklace out of sight under his pillow, I - I - Ill - Stutter at me. said Harry, grinning. Come on, would I. How could she think Id like something like that, though. Ron demanded of thin air, looking rather shocked. Well, think back, said Harry. Have you ever let it slip that youd like to go out in public with the words My Sweetheart round your neck. Well. we dont really talk much, said Ron. Its mainly. Snogging, said Harry. Well, yeah, said Ron. He hesitated a moment, then said, Is Hermione really going out with McLaggen. I dunno, said Harry. They were at Slughorns party together, but I dont think it went that well. Ron looked slightly more cheerful as he delved deeper into his stocking. Harrys presents included a sweater with a large Golden Snitch worked onto the front, hand-knitted by Mrs. Weasley, a large box of Weasleys Wizard Wheezes products from the twins, and a slightly damp, moldy-smelling package that came with a label reading TO MASTER, FROM KREACHER. Harry stared at it. Dyou reckon this is safe to open. he asked. Cant be anything dangerous, all our mails still being searched at the Ministry, replied Ron, though he was eyeing the parcel suspiciously. I didnt think of giving Kreacher anything. Do people usually give their house-elves Christmas presents. link Harry, prodding the parcel cautiously. Hermione would, said Ron. But lets wait and see what it is before you start feeling guilty. A moment later, Harry had given a loud yell and leapt out of his camp bed; the package contained a large number of maggots. Nice, said Ron, roaring with laughter. Very thoughtful. Id rather have them than that necklace, said Harry, which sobered Ron up at once. Everybody was wearing new sweaters when they all sat down for Christmas lunch, everyone except Fleur (on whom, it appeared, Mrs. Weasley SSteam not wanted to waste one) and Mrs. Weasley herself, who was sporting a brand-new midnight blue witchs hat glittering with what looked like tiny starlike apex legends conduit song, and a spectacular golden necklace. Fred and George gave them to me. Arent they beautiful. Well, we find we appreciate you more and more, Mum, now were washing our own socks, said George, waving an airy hand. Parsnips, Remus. Harry, youve got a maggot in your hair, said Ginny cheerfully, leaning across the table to pick it out; Harry felt goose bumps erupt up his neck that had nothing to do with the maggot. Ow orrible, said Fleur, with an affected little shudder. Yes, isnt it. Steam stats northgard Ron. Gravy, Fleur. 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