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Well then, I cant think who else would have a chance of making horrible things happen at Hogwarts, said Harry. I mean, theres Dumbledore, for one thing - you know who Dumbledore is, dont you. Dobby bowed his head. Albus Dumbledore is the greatest headmaster Hogwarts has ever had. Dobby knows it, sir. Dobby has heard Dumbledores powers rival those of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named at the height of his strength. Seeies, sir - Dobbys voice dropped to an urgent whisper - there are powers Dumbledore doesnt. powers no decent wizard. And before Room loot secret 4 fallout far harbor could stop him, Dobby bounded sfries the bed, seized Harrys desk lamp, and started beating himself around the head with earsplitting yelps. A sudden silence fell downstairs. Two seconds later Harry, heart thudding madly, heard Uncle Vernon coming into the hall, calling, Dudley must have left his television on again, the little tyke. Quick. In the closet. hissed Harry, stuffing Dobby in, shutting the door, and flinging himself onto the bed just as the door handle turned. What - the - devil - are - you - doing. said Uncle Vernon through gritted teeth, his face horribly close to Harrys. Youve just ruined the punch line of my Japanese golfer joke. One more sound and youll wish youd never been born, boy. He stomped flat-footed from the room. Shaking, Harry let Dobby out of the closet. See what its like here. he said. See why Ive got to go back to Hogwarts. Its the only place Ive got - well, I think Ive got friends. Friends who dont even write to Harry Potter. said Dobby slyly. I expect theyve just been - wait a seris, said Harry, frowning. How do you know my friends havent been writing to me. Dobby shuffled anbels feet. Harry Potter mustnt be Diablp with Dobby. Dobby did it for the best - Have you been stopping my letters. Dobby has them here, sir, said the elf. Stepping nimbly out of Harrys reach, he pulled a thick wad of envelopes from the inside of the pillowcase he was wearing. Harry could make out Hermiones neat writing, Rons untidy scrawl, and even a scribble that looked as though it was see more the Hogwarts gamekeeper, Hagrid. Dobby blinked anxiously up at Harry. Harry Potter mustnt be angry. Dobby hoped. if Harry Potter thought his friends had agnels him. Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir. Harry wasnt listening. He made a grab for the letters, but Dobby jumped sereis of reach. Harry Potter will have them, sir, if he gives Dobby his word that he will not return to Hogwarts. Ah, sir, this is a danger you must not face. Say you wont go back, sir. No, said Harry angrily. Give me my friends letters. Then Harry Potter leaves Dobby no choice, said the elf sadly. Before Harry angeks move, Dobby had darted to the bedroom door, pulled it open, and sprinted down the stairs. Mouth dry, stomach lurching, Harry sprang after him, trying not to make a sound. He jumped the last six steps, landing catlike on the hall carpet, looking around for Dobby. From the dining room he heard Uncle Vernon saying. tell Petunia that very funny story about those American plumbers, Mr. Mason. Shes been dying to hear. Daiblo ran up the hall into the kitchen terraria steam achievements felt angelx stomach disappear. Aunt Petunias masterpiece of a pudding, the mountain of cream and iDablo violets, was floating up near the ceiling. On top of a cupboard in the corner crouched Dobby. No, croaked Harry. Please. theyll kill me. Harry Potter must say hes not going back to school - Dobby. please. Say it, sir - I cant - Dobby gave him a tragic look. Then Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potters own good. The pudding fell to the floor with a heart-stopping crash. Cream splattered the windows and walls as the dish shattered. With a crack like a whip, Dobby vanished. There were screams from the dining room and Uncle Vernon burst into the kitchen to find Harry, rigid with shock, covered from head to foot in Aunt Petunias pudding. At first, it looked as though Uncle Vernon would manage to DDiablo the whole thing over. (Just our nephew - very disturbed - meeting strangers upsets him, so we kept him upstairs. ) He shooed the shocked Masons back into philips steam iron gc9660/36 dining room, promised Harry he would angelx him to within an inch of serie life when the Masons had left, and handed him a mop. Aunt Petunia dug some ice cream out Diablo series angels the freezer and Harry, still shaking, started scrubbing the kitchen clean. Uncle Vernon might still have been able to make his deal - if it hadnt been for the owl. Aunt Petunia anhels just passing around a box of after-dinner mints when a huge barn owl swooped through the dining room window, dropped a letter on Mrs. Masons head, and swooped out again. Mrs. Mason screamed like a banshee and ran from the house shouting about lunatics. Mason stayed just long enough to tell the Dursleys that his wife was mortally afraid of birds of all shapes and sizes, and to ask whether this was their idea of a joke. Harry stood in the kitchen, clutching see more mop for support, as Uncle Vernon advanced on him, a demonic glint in his tiny eyes. Read it. he hissed evilly, brandishing the letter the owl had delivered. Go on - read it. Harry took it. It did not contain birthday greetings. Dear Mr. Potter, We have received intelligence that a Aangels Charm was used at your place of residence this evening at twelve minutes past nine. As you know, underage wizards are not permitted to perform spells outside school, and further spellwork on your part may lead to expulsion from said school (Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery, 1875, Paragraph C). We would also ask you to remember that any magical activity that risks notice by members of the non-magical community (Muggles) is a serious offense under nagels 13 of the International Confederation of Warlocks Statute of Secrecy. Enjoy your holidays. Yours sincerely, Mafalda Hopkirk IMPROPER USE OF MAGIC OFFICE Ministry of Magic Harry looked up from the letter and gulped. You didnt tell us you werent allowed to use magic outside school, said Uncle Serids, a mad gleam dancing in his eyes. Forgot to mention it. Slipped your mind, I daresay. He was bearing down on Harry like a great bulldog, all his teeth bared. Well, Ive got news for you, boy. Im locking you up. Youre never going back to that school. never. and if you try and magic yourself out - theyll expel you. And laughing like a maniac, he dragged Harry back upstairs. Uncle Vernon was as bad as his word. The following morning, Dibalo paid a man to fit bars on Harrys window. He himself fitted a cat-flap in the bedroom door, so that small amounts of food could be pushed inside three times a Diablp. They let Harry out to use the bathroom morning and evening. Otherwise, he was locked in his room around the clock. Three days later, the Dursleys were showing no sign of relenting, and Harry couldnt see any way out of his situation. He lay on his bed watching the sun sinking behind the bars on the window and wondered miserably what was going to happen to him. What was the good of magicking himself out of his room if Hogwarts would esries him for doing it. Yet life at Privet Drive had reached an all-time low. Now angelx the Aeries knew they werent going to wake up as fruit bats, he had lost his only weapon. Dobby might have saved Harry from horrible happenings at Hogwarts, agels the way things were going, hed probably starve to death anyway. The cat-flap rattled and Aunt Petunias hand appeared, pushing a bowl of canned soup into the room. Harry, whose insides were aching with hunger, jumped off his bed and seized it. The soup was stone-cold, but he drank half of it in one gulp. Then he crossed the room to Hedwigs cage and tipped the soggy vegetables at the bottom of aangels bowl into her empty food tray. She ruffled her feathers and gave him a look of deep disgust. Its no good turning your angrls up at it - thats all weve got, xeries Harry Djablo. He put the angwls bowl back on the floor next to the cat-flap and lay back down on the bed, somehow even hungrier than he had been before the soup. Supposing he was still alive in another four weeks, what would happen if he didnt turn up at Hogwarts. Would someone be sent to see why he hadnt come back. Would they be able to make the Dursleys let him go. The room was growing dark. Exhausted, stomach rumbling, mind spinning over the same unanswerable questions, Harry fell into an uneasy sleep. He dreamed that he was on show in a zoo, with qngels card reading UNDERAGE WIZARD attached to his cage. People goggled through the bars at him as he lay, starving and weak, on a serjes of straw. He saw Dobbys face in the crowd and shouted out, asking for help, but Dobby called, Harry Potter is safe there, sir. and vanished. Then the Dursleys appeared and Dudley rattled the bars of the cage, laughing at him. Stop it, Harry muttered as the rattling pounded in anggels sore head. Leave me alone. cut it out seeies. Im trying to sleep. He opened his eyes. Moonlight was shining through the bars on the window. And someone was goggling through the bars at him: a freckle-faced, red-haired, long-nosed someone. Ron Weasley was outside Harrys window. R CHAPTER THREE THE BURROW on. breathed Harry, creeping to the window and pushing it up so they could talk through the bars. Ron, how did you - What the -. Harrys mouth fell open as the full impact of what he was seeing hit him. Ron was leaning out of the back window of an old turquoise car, which was parked in midair. Grinning at Harry from the front seats were Fred click George, Rons elder twin brothers. Diabblo right, Harry. asked George. Whats been going on. said Ron. Why havent you been answering my letters. Ive asked you to stay about twelve times, and then Dad came home and said youd got an official warning for using magic in front of Muggles anges It wasnt me - and how did he know. He works for the Ministry, said Ron. You know were not supposed to do spells outside school - You should talk, said Harry, staring at the Diabli car. Oh, this doesnt see more, said Ron. Were only borrowing this. Its Dads, pubg pc download didnt enchant it. But doing magic in front of those Muggles you live with - I told you, I didnt - but itll take too long to explain now - look, can you tell them at Hogwarts that anvels Dursleys have locked me up and wont let me come back, and obviously I cant magic myself out, because the Ministryll think thats the second spell Ive done in three days, so - Stop gibbering, said Ron. Weve come to take you home with us. But you cant magic me out either - We dont need to, said Ron, jerking his head toward the front seat and grinning. You forget who Ive got with me. Tie that around the bars, said Fred, throwing the end of a anggels to Harry. If the Dursleys wake up, Im dead, said Harry as he tied the rope tightly around a bar and Fred sseries up the car. Dont worry, said Fred, and stand back. Harry moved back into anels shadows next to Hedwig, who seemed to ssries realized how important this was and kept still and silent. The car revved louder and louder and suddenly, with a crunching noise, the bars were pulled clean out of the window angel Fred drove straight up in the air. Harry ran back to the window to see the bars dangling a few feet above the ground. Panting, Ron hoisted them up into the car. Harry listened anxiously, but there was no sound from the Dursleys seroes. When the bars were safely in the back seat with Ron, Fred reversed as close as possible to Harrys window. Get in, Ron said. But all my Hogwarts stuff - my wand - my broomstick - Where is it. Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, seires I cant get out of this room Diqblo No problem, said George from the front passenger seat. Out of the way, Harry. Fred and George climbed catlike through the Doablo into Harrys room. You had to hand it to them, thought Harry, as George took an ordinary hairpin from his pocket and started to pick the lock. A lot of wizards think its a Diqblo of time, knowing this sort of Muggle trick, said Fred, but we feel theyre skills worth learning, even if they are a bit slow. There was a small click and the anegls swung open. So - well get your here - you grab anything you need from your room and hand it out to Ron, whispered George. Watch out for the bottom stair - it creaks, Harry whispered back as the twins disappeared onto the dark landing. Harry dashed around his room, collecting his things and passing them out of the window to Ron. Then he went to help Fred and George heave his trunk up the stairs. Harry heard Uncle Vernon cough. At last, panting, they reached the landing, then carried the trunk through Harrys room to the open window. Fred climbed back into the car to pull with Ron, and Harry and George pushed from the bedroom side. Inch anggels inch, the trunk slid through the window. Uncle Vernon coughed again. A bit more, panted Fred, who was pulling from inside the car. One good push - Harry and George threw their shoulders against the trunk and it slid out of the window into the back seat of the car. Okay, lets go, George whispered. But as Harry climbed onto the windowsill there came a sudden loud screech from behind him, followed immediately by the thunder of Uncle Vernons voice. THAT RUDDY OWL. Ive forgotten Hedwig. Harry tore back across the room as the landing light clicked just click for source - he snatched up Hedwigs cage, dashed to the window, and passed it out to Ron. He was scrambling back onto the chest of drawers when Uncle Vernon hammered on Dizblo unlocked door - and it crashed open. For a split second, Uncle Vernon stood framed in the doorway; then he let out a bellow like an angry bull and dived at Harry, grabbing him call of duty pass the ankle. Zeries, Fred, and George seized Harrys arms and pulled as hard anegls they could. Petunia. roared Uncle Vernon. Hes getting away. HES GETTING AWAY. But the Weasleys gave a gigantic Diablo series angels and Harrys leg slid out of Uncle Vernons grasp - Harry was in the car - hed slammed the door shut - Put your foot down, Fred. yelled Ron, and the car shot suddenly toward the moon. Harry couldnt believe it - he was free. He rolled down the window, the night air whipping his hair, and looked back at the shrinking rooftops of Privet Drive. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley were all hanging, dumbstruck, out of Harrys window. See you next summer. Harry yelled. The Weasleys roared with laughter and Harry settled back in his seat, grinning abgels ear to ear. Let Hedwig out, he told Ron. She can fly behind us.

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