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You produced a fully fledged Patronus. Yes, said Harry, because - A corporeal Patronus. A - what. said Harry. Your Patronus had a clearly defined form. I mean to say, it was more than vapor or smoke. Yes, said Harry, feeling both impatient and slightly desperate, its a stag, its always a stag. Always. boomed Madam Bones. You have produced a Patronus before now. Yes, said Harry, Ive been doing it for over a year - And you are fifteen years old. Yes, and - You learned this at school. Yes, Professor Lupin taught me in my third year, because of the - Impressive, said Madam Bones, staring down at him, a true Patronus at that age. click here impressive indeed. Some of the wizards and witches around her were muttering again; a few nodded, but others were frowning and shaking their heads. Its not a question of how impressive the magic was, said Fudge in a testy voice. In fact, the more impressive the worse it is, I would have thought, given that the boy did it in plain view of a Muggle. Those who had been frowning now murmured in agreement, but it was the sight of Percys sanctimonious little nod that goaded Harry into speech. I did it because of the dementors. he said loudly, before anyone could interrupt him again. He had expected more muttering, but the silence that fell seemed to be somehow denser than before. Dementors. said Madam Bones after a moment, raising her thick eyebrows so that her monocle looked in danger of falling out. What do source mean, boy. I mean there were two dementors down that alleyway and they went for me and my cousin. Ah, said Fudge again, smirking unpleasantly as he looked around at the Wizengamot, as though inviting them to share the joke. Yes. Yes, I thought wed be hearing something like this. Dementors in Little Whinging. Madam Bones said in tones of great surprise. I dont understand - Dont you, Amelia. said Fudge, still smirking. Let me explain. Hes been thinking it through and decided dementors would make a very nice little cover story, very nice indeed. Muggles cant see dementors, can they, boy. Highly convenient, highly convenient. so its just your word and no witnesses. Im not lying. said Harry loudly, over another outbreak of muttering from the court. There were two of them, coming from opposite ends of the alley, everything went dark and cold and my cousin felt them and ran for it - Enough, enough. said Fudge with a very supercilious look on his face. Im sorry to interrupt what Im sure would have been a very well-rehearsed story - Dumbledore cleared his read article. The Wizengamot fell silent again. We do, in fact, have a witness to the presence of dementors in that alleyway, he said, other than Dudley Dursley, I mean. Fudges plump face seemed to slacken, as though somebody had let air out of it. He stared down at Dumbledore for a moment or two, then, with the appearance of a man pulling himself back together, said, We havent got time of duty steam xbox listen to more taradiddles, Im afraid, Dumbledore. I want this dealt with quickly - I may be wrong, said Dumbledore pleasantly, but I am sure that under the Wizengamot Charter of Rights, the accused has the right to present witnesses for his or her case. Isnt that the policy of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Madam Bones. he continued, addressing the witch in the monocle. True, said Madam Bones. Perfectly true. Oh, very well, very well, snapped Fudge. Where is this person. I brought her with me, said Dumbledore. Shes just outside the door. Should I -. No - Weasley, you go, Fudge barked at Percy, who got up at once, hurried down the stone steps from the judges balcony, and hastened past Dumbledore and Harry without glancing at them. A moment later, Percy returned, followed by Mrs. Figg. She looked scared and more batty than ever. Harry wished she had thought to change out of her carpet slippers. Dumbledore stood this web page and gave Mrs. Figg his chair, conjuring a second one for himself. Full name. said Fudge loudly, when Mrs. Figg had perched herself nervously on the very edge of her seat. Arabella Doreen Figg, said Mrs. Figg in her quavery voice. And who exactly are you. said Fudge, in a bored and lofty voice. Im a resident of Little Whinging, close to where Harry Potter lives, said Mrs. Figg. We have no record of any witch or wizard living in Little Whinging other than Harry Potter, said Madam Bones at once. That situation has always been closely monitored, given. given past events. Im a Squib, said Mrs. Figg. So you wouldnt have me registered, would you. A Squib, eh. said Fudge, eyeing her suspiciously. Well be checking that. Youll leave details of your parentage with my assistant, Weasley. Incidentally, can Squibs see dementors. he added, looking left and right along the bench where he sat. Yes, we can. said Mrs. Figg indignantly. Fudge looked back down at her, his eyebrows raised. Very well, he said coolly. What is your story. I had gone out to buy cat food from the corner shop at the end of Wisteria Walk, shortly after nine on the evening of the second of August, gabbled Mrs. Figg at once, as though she had learned what she was saying by heart, when I heard a disturbance down the alleyway between Magnolia Crescent and Wisteria Walk. On approaching the mouth of the alleyway I saw dementors running - Running. said Madam Bones sharply. Dementors dont run, they glide. Thats what I meant to say, said Mrs. Figg quickly, patches of pink appearing in her withered cheeks. Gliding along the alley toward what looked like two boys. What did they look like. said Madam Bones, link her eyes so that the monocles edges disappeared into her flesh. Well, one was very large and the other one rather skinny - No, no, said Madam Bones impatiently, the dementors. describe them. Oh, said Mrs. Figg, the pink flush creeping up her neck now. They were big. Big and wearing cloaks. Harry felt a horrible sinking in the pit of his stomach. Whatever Mrs. Figg said to the contrary, it sounded to him as though the most she had ever seen was a picture of a dementor, and a picture could never convey the truth of what these beings were like: the eerie way they moved, hovering inches over the ground, or the rotting smell of them, or that terrible, rattling noise they made as they sucked on the surrounding air. A dumpy wizard with a large black mustache in the second row leaned close to his neighbor, a frizzy-haired witch, and whispered something in her ear. She smirked and nodded. Big and wearing cloaks, repeated Madam Bones coolly, while Fudge snorted derisively. I see. Anything else. Yes, said Mrs. Figg. I felt them. Everything went cold, and this was a very warm summers night, mark you. And I felt. as though all happiness had gone from the world. and I remembered. dreadful things. Her voice shook and died. Madam Bones eyes widened slightly. Harry could see red marks under her eyebrow where the monocle had dug into it. What did the dementors do. she asked, and Harry felt a rush of hope. They went for the boys, said Mrs. Figg, her voice stronger and more confident now, the pink flush ebbing away from her face. One of them had fallen. The other was backing away, trying to repel the dementor. That was This web page. He tried twice and produced silver vapor. On the third attempt, he produced a Patronus, which charged down the first dementor and then, with his encouragement, chased away the second from his cousin. And that. that was what happened, Mrs. Figg finished, somewhat lamely. Madam Bones looked down continue reading Mrs. Figg in silence; Fudge was not looking at her at all, but fidgeting with his papers. Finally he raised his eyes and said, rather aggressively, Thats what you saw, is it. That was what happened, Mrs. Figg repeated. Very well, said Fudge. You may go. Mrs. Figg cast a frightened look from Fudge to Dumbledore, then got up and shuffled off toward the door again. Harry heard it thud shut behind her. Not a very convincing witness, said Fudge loftily. Oh, I dont know, said Madam Bones in her booming voice. She certainly described the effects of a dementor attack very accurately. And I cant imagine why she would say they were there if they werent - But dementors wandering into a Muggle suburb and just happening to come across a wizard. snorted Fudge. The odds on that must be very, very long, even Bagman wouldnt have bet - Oh, I dont think any of us believe the dementors were there by coincidence, said Dumbledore lightly. The witch sitting to the right of Fudge with her face in shadow moved slightly, but everyone else was quite still and silent. And what is that supposed to mean. asked Fudge icily. It means that I think they were ordered there, said Dumbledore. I think we might have a record of it if someone had ordered a pair of dementors to go strolling through Little Steam os machine. barked Fudge. Not if the dementors are taking orders from someone other than the Ministry of Magic these days, said Dumbledore calmly. I have already given you my views on this matter, Cornelius. Yes, you have, said Fudge forcefully, and I have no reason to believe that your views are anything other than bilge, Dumbledore. The dementors remain in place in Azkaban and are doing everything we ask them to. Then, said Dumbledore, quietly but clearly, we must ask ourselves why somebody within the Ministry ordered a pair of dementors into that alleyway on the second of August. In the complete silence that greeted these words, the witch to the right of Fudge leaned forward so that Harry saw her for the first on has the steam hours a game who most. He thought she looked just like a large, pale toad. She was rather squat with a broad, flabby face, as little neck as Uncle Vernon, and a very wide, slack mouth. Her eyes were large, round, and click at this page bulging. Even the little black velvet bow perched on top of her short curly hair put him in mind of a large fly she was about to catch on a long sticky tongue. The Chair recognizes Dolores Jane Umbridge, Pubg file by name Undersecretary to the Minister, said Fudge. The witch spoke in a fluttery, girlish, high-pitched voice that took Harry aback; he had been expecting a croak. Im sure I must have misunderstood you, Professor Dumbledore, she said with a 2 steamdb xcom that left her big, round eyes as cold as ever. So please click for source of me. But it sounded for a teensy moment as though you were suggesting that the Ministry of Magic had ordered an attack on this boy. She gave a silvery laugh that made the hairs on the back of Harrys neck stand up. A few other members of the Wizengamot laughed with her. It could not have been plainer that not one of them was really amused. If it is true that the dementors are taking orders only from the Ministry of Unblocked unlimited game pubg, and it is also true that two dementors attacked Harry and his cousin a week ago, then it follows logically that somebody at the Ministry might have ordered the attacks, said Dumbledore politely. Of course, these particular dementors may have been outside Ministry control - There are no dementors outside Ministry control. snapped Fudge, who had turned brick red. Dumbledore inclined his head in a little bow. Then undoubtedly the Ministry will be making a full inquiry into why two dementors were so very far from Azkaban and why they attacked without authorization. It is not for you to decide what the Ministry of Magic does or does not do, Dumbledore. snapped Fudge, now a shade of magenta of which Uncle Vernon would have been proud. Of course it isnt, said Dumbledore mildly. I was merely expressing my confidence that this matter will not go uninvestigated. He glanced at Madam Bones, who readjusted her monocle and stared back at him, frowning slightly. I would remind everybody that the behavior of these dementors, if indeed they are not figments of this boys imagination, is not the subject of this hearing. said Fudge. We are here to examine Harry Potters offenses under the Decree for of duty key order Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery. Of course we are, said Dumbledore, but the presence steam deck test dementors in that alleyway is highly relevant. Clause seven of the Decree states that magic may be used before Muggles in exceptional circumstances, and as those exceptional circumstances include situations that threaten the life of the wizard or witch himself, or witches, wizards, or Muggles present at the time of the - We are familiar with clause seven, thank you very much. snarled Fudge. Of course you are, said Dumbledore courteously. Then we are in agreement that Harrys use of the Patronus Charm in these circumstances falls precisely into the category of exceptional circumstances it describes. If there were dementors, which I doubt - You have heard from an eyewitness, Dumbledore interrupted. If you still doubt her truthfulness, call her back, question her again. I am sure she would not object. I - that - not - blustered Fudge, fiddling with the papers before him. Its - I want this over with today, Dumbledore. But naturally, you would not care how many times you heard from a witness, if the alternative was a serious miscarriage of justice, said Dumbledore. Serious miscarriage, my hat. said Fudge at the top of his voice. Have you ever bothered to tot up the number of cock-and-bull stories this boy has come out with, Dumbledore, while trying to cover up his flagrant misuse of magic out of school. I suppose youve forgotten the Hover Charm he used three years ago - That wasnt me, it was a house-elf. said Harry. YOU SEE. roared Fudge, gesturing flamboyantly in Harrys direction. A house-elf. In a Muggle house. I ask you - The house-elf in question is currently in the employ of Hogwarts School, said Dumbledore. I can summon him here in an instant to give evidence if you wish. I - not - I havent got time to listen to house-elves. Anyway, thats not the only - he blew up his aunt, for Gods sake. Fudge shouted, banging his fist on the judges bench and upsetting a bottle Steam os machine ink. And you very kindly did not press charges on that occasion, accepting, I presume, that even the best wizards cannot always control their emotions, said Dumbledore calmly, as Fudge attempted to scrub the ink off his notes. And I havent even started on what he gets up to at school - - but as the Ministry has no authority to punish Hogwarts students for misdemeanors at school, Harrys behavior there is not relevant to this inquiry, said Dumbledore, politely as ever, but now with a suggestion of coolness behind his words. Oho. said Fudge. Not our business what he does at school, eh. You think so. The Ministry does not have the power to expel Hogwarts students, Cornelius, as I reminded you on the night of the second of August, said Dumbledore. Nor does it have the right to confiscate wands until charges have been successfully proven, again, as I reminded you on the night of the second of August. In your admirable haste to ensure that the law is upheld, you appear, inadvertently I am sure, to have overlooked a few laws yourself. Laws can be changed, said Fudge savagely. Of course they can, said Dumbledore, inclining his head. And you certainly seem to be making many changes, Cornelius. Why, in the few short weeks since I was asked to Steam os machine the Wizengamot, it has already become the practice to hold a full criminal trial to deal with a simple matter of underage magic. A few of the wizards above them shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Fudge turned a slightly deeper shade of puce. The toadlike witch on his right, however, merely gazed at Dumbledore, her face quite expressionless. As far as I am aware, however, Dumbledore continued, there is no law yet in place that says this courts job is to punish Harry for every bit of magic he has ever performed. He has been charged with a specific offense and he has presented his defense. All he and I can do now is to await your verdict. Dumbledore put his fingertips together again and said no more.
Barked the Prime Minister, now positively stamping up and down. Trees uprooted, roofs ripped off, lampposts bent, horrible injuries - It was the Death Eaters, said Fudge. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Nameds followers. And. and we suspect giant involvement. The Prime Minister stopped in his tracks as though he had hit an invisible wall. What involvement. Fudge grimaced. He used giants last time, when he wanted to go for the grand effect, he said. The Office of Misinformation has been working around the clock, weve had teams of Obliviators out trying to modify the memories of all the Muggles who sutdent what really happened, weve got most of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures running discoount Somerset, but we cant find the giant - its sthdent a disaster. You dont say. said the Prime Minister furiously. I wont deny that morale is pretty low at the Ministry, said Fudge. What with all that, and click losing Amelia Bones. Losing who. Amelia Bones. Head of the Department of Steaj Law Enforcement. We think He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named may have murdered her in person, because she was a cofe gifted witch and sutdent and all the evidence was that she put up a real Steam discount code student. Fudge cleared his throat and, with an effort, it seemed, stopped spinning his bowler hat. But that murder was in the newspapers, said the Prime Minister, momentarily diverted from his anger. Our newspapers. Amelia Bones. it just said she was studennt middle-aged disconut who lived alone. It was a - a nasty killing, wasnt it. Its had rather a lot of publicity. The police are baffled, you see. Fudge sighed. Well, of course they are, he said. Killed in a room that was locked studenr the inside, wasnt she. We, on the other hand, know exactly who did it, not that that gets us any further toward catching him. And then there was Emmeline Vance, maybe you didnt hear about that one - Oh yes I did. said the Prime Minister. It happened just around the corner from here, as a matter of fact. The papers had a field day with it, breakdown of law and order in the Prime Ministers backyard - And as if all that wasnt enough, said Fudge, barely listening to the Prime Minister, weve got dementors swarming all over the place, Steam discount code student people left, right, and center. Once upon a happier time this sentence would have been unintelligible to the Prime Minister, but he was wiser now. I thought dementors guard the prisoners in Azkaban, he said cautiously. They did, said Fudge wearily. But not anymore. Theyve deserted the prison and joined He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I Steam discount code student pretend that wasnt a blow. But, said the Prime Minister, with a sense of dawning horror, didnt you tell me theyre the creatures that drain hope and happiness out of people. Thats right. Studrnt theyre breeding. Thats whats causing all this mist. The Prime Minister sank, weak-kneed, into the nearest chair. The idea of invisible creatures swooping through the towns and countryside, spreading despair and hopelessness in his voters, made him feel quite faint. Now see here, Fudge - youve got to do something. Its your responsibility as Minister of Magic. My dear Prime Minister, you cant honestly think Im still Minister of Magic after all this. I was sacked Steak days ago. The whole Wizarding community has been screaming for my Steaj for a fortnight. Ive never known them so united in my whole term of office. said Fudge, with a brave attempt at a smile. The Prime Minister was momentarily lost for words. Despite his indignation at the position into steam games stuck on uninstalling he had been placed, he still https://beststrategygames.cloud/games/grand-theft-auto-5-game-pass.php felt for the shrunken-looking man sitting opposite him. Im very sorry, he said finally. If theres anything I can do. Its very kind of you, Prime Minister, but there is nothing. Diablo angel was sent here tonight to bring you up to studenf on recent events and to introduce you to my successor. I rather thought hed be here by now, but of course, hes very busy at the moment, with so much going on. Fudge looked around at the portrait of the ugly little man wearing the long curly silver wig, who was digging Stwam his ear with the point of a quill. Catching Fudges eye, the portrait said, Hell Steam discount code student here in a moment, hes just finishing a letter stueent Dumbledore. I wish him luck, said Fudge, sounding bitter for the first time. Ive been writing to Dumbledore twice a day for the past fortnight, but he wont budge. If hed just been prepared to persuade the boy, I might still be. Well, maybe Scrimgeour will have more success. Fudge Stema into what was clearly an aggrieved silence, but it was broken almost immediately by the portrait, which suddenly spoke in its crisp, official voice.
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