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As he passed the door to the living room, Harry caught a glimpse of Uncle Vernon and Dudley in bow ties and dinner jackets. He had only just reached the upstairs landing when the doorbell rang and Uncle Vernons furious face appeared at the foot of the stairs. Remember, boy - one sound - Harry crossed to his bedroom on tiptoe, slipped inside, closed the door, and turned to collapse on his bed. The trouble was, there was already someone sitting on it. H CHAPTER TWO DOBBYS WARNING arry managed not to shout out, but it was a close thing. The little creature on the bed had large, bat-like ears and bulging green eyes the size of tennis balls. Harry knew instantly that this was what had been watching him out of the garden hedge that morning. As they stared at each other, Harry heard Dudleys voice from the hall. May I take your coats, Mr. and Mrs. Mason. The creature slipped hadoantv ops black of call duty cold war the bed and bowed so low that the end of its long, thin nose touched the carpet. Harry noticed that it was wearing what looked like an old pillowcase, with rips for arm- and leg-holes. Er - hello, said Harry nervously. Harry Potter. said the creature in a high-pitched voice Harry was sure would carry down the stairs. So long has Dobby wanted to meet you, sir. Such an honor it is. Th-thank you, said Harry, edging along the wall and sinking into his desk chair, next to Hedwig, who was asleep in her large cage. He wanted to ask, What are you. but thought it would sound too rude, so instead he said, Who are you. Dobby, sir. Just Dobby. Dobby the house-elf, said the creature. Oh - really. said Harry. Er - I dont want to be rude or anything, but - this isnt a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom. Aunt Petunias high, false laugh sounded from the living room. The elf hung his head. Not that Im not pleased to meet you, said Harry quickly, but, er, is there any particular reason youre here. Oh, yes, sir, said Dobby earnestly. Dobby has come to tell you, sir. it is difficult, sir. Dobby wonders where to begin. Sit down, said Harry politely, pointing at the bed. To his horror, the elf burst into tears - very noisy tears. S-sit down. he wailed. Never. never ever. Harry thought he heard the voices downstairs falter. Im sorry, he whispered, I didnt mean to offend you or anything - Offend Dobby. choked Apex answer key for biology semester 2 elf. Dobby has never been asked to sit down by a wizard - like an equal - Harry, trying to say Shh. and look comforting at the same time, ushered Dobby back onto the bed where he sat hiccoughing, looking like a large and very ugly doll. At last he managed to control himself, and sat with his great eyes fixed on Harry in an expression of watery adoration. You cant have met many decent wizards, said Harry, trying to cheer him up. Dobby shook his head. Then, without warning, he leapt up and started banging his head furiously on the window, shouting, Bad Dobby. Bad Dobby. Dont - what are you doing. Harry hissed, springing up and pulling Dobby back onto the bed - Hedwig had woken up with a particularly loud screech and was beating her wings wildly against the bars of her cage. Dobby had to punish himself, sir, said the elf, who had gone slightly cross-eyed. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir. Your family. The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. Dobby is a house-elf - bound to serve one house and one family forever. Do they know youre here. asked Harry curiously. Dobby shuddered. Oh, no, sir, no. Dobby will have to punish himself most grievously for coming to see you, sir. Dobby will have to shut his ears in the oven door for this. If they ever knew, sir - But wont they notice if you shut your ears in the oven door. Dobby doubts it, sir. Dobby is always having to punish himself for something, sir. They lets Dobby get on with it, sir. Sometimes they reminds me to do extra punishments. But why dont you leave. Escape. A house-elf must be set free, sir. And the family will never set Dobby free. Dobby will serve the family until he dies, sir. Harry stared. And I thought I had it bad staying here for another four weeks, he said. This makes the Dursleys sound almost human. Cant anyone help you. Cant I. Almost at once, Harry wished he hadnt spoken. Dobby dissolved again into wails of gratitude. Please, Harry whispered frantically, please be quiet. If the Dursleys hear anything, if they know youre here - Harry Potter asks if he can help Dobby. Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but of your goodness, Dobby never knew. Harry, who was feeling distinctly hot in the face, said, Whatever read more heard about my greatness Apex answer key for biology semester 2 a load of rubbish. Im not even top of my year at Hogwarts; thats Hermione, she - But he stopped quickly, because thinking about Hermione was painful. Harry Potter is humble and modest, said Dobby reverently, his orb-like eyes aglow. Harry Potter speaks not of his triumph over He-Who-Must-NotBe-Named - Voldemort. said Harry. Dobby clapped his hands over his bat ears and moaned, Ah, speak not the name, sir. Speak not the name. Sorry, said Harry quickly. I know lots of people dont like it. My friend Ron - He stopped again. Thinking about Ron was painful, too. Dobby leaned toward Harry, his eyes wide as headlights. Dobby heard tell, he said hoarsely, that Harry Potter met the Dark Lord for a second time, just weeks ago. that Harry Potter escaped yet again. Harry nodded and Dobbys eyes suddenly shone with tears. Ah, sir, he gasped, dabbing his face with a corner of the grubby pillowcase he was wearing. Harry Potter is valiant and bold. He has braved so many dangers already. But Dobby has come to protect Harry Potter, to warn him, even if here does have to shut his ears in the oven door later. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts. There was a silence broken only by the chink of knives and forks from downstairs and the distant rumble of Uncle Vernons voice. W-what. Harry stammered. But Ive got to go back - term starts on September first. Its all thats keeping me going. You dont know what its like here. I dont belong here. I belong in your world - at Hogwarts. No, no, no, squeaked Dobby, shaking his head so hard his ears flapped. Harry Potter must stay where he is safe. He is too great, too good, to lose. If Harry Potter goes back to Hogwarts, he will be in mortal danger. Why. said Harry in surprise. There is a plot, Harry Potter. A plot to make most terrible things happen at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year, click Dobby, suddenly trembling all over. Dobby has known it for months, sir. Harry Potter must not put himself in peril. He is too important, sir. What terrible things. said Harry at once. Whos plotting them. Dobby made a funny choking noise and then banged his head frantically against the wall. All right. cried Harry, grabbing the elfs arm to stop him. You cant tell me. I understand. But why are you warning me. A sudden, unpleasant thought struck him. Hang on - this hasnt got anything to do with Vol- - sorry - with You-Know-Who, has it. You could just shake or nod, he added hastily as Dobbys head tilted worryingly close to the wall again. Slowly, Dobby shook his head. Not - not He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, sir - But Dobbys eyes were wide and he seemed to be trying to give Harry a hint. Harry, however, was completely lost. He hasnt got a brother, has he. Dobby shook his head, his eyes wider than ever. Well then, I cant think who else would have a chance of making horrible things happen at Baldurs gate for direct, said Harry. I mean, theres Dumbledore, for one thing - you know who Dumbledore is, dont you. Dobby bowed his head.
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