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Er. well, it was. said Harry, pulling a dish of rhubarb crumble toward him and helping himself to seconds, a complete fiasco, now you mention it. And he told her what had happened in Madam Puddifoots Tea Shop. so then, he finished several minutes later, as the final bit of crumble disappeared, she jumps up, right, and says Ill legfnds you around, Harry, and runs out of the place. He put down his spoon and looked at Hermione. I mean, what was all that about. What was going on. Hermione glanced over at the back of Chos head and sighed. Oh, Harry, she said sadly. Well, Im sorry, but you were a bit tactless. Me, tactless. said Harry, outraged. One minute we were getting on fine, next minute she was telling me that Roger Davies asked her out, and how she used to go and snog Cedric in that stupid tea shop - how was I supposed to feel about that. Well, you see, said Hermione, with the patient A;ex of one duty royale game call battle of video that one plus one equals two to an overemotional toddler, you shouldnt have told her that you wanted to meet me halfway through your date. But, but, spluttered Harry, but - you told me to meet you at twelve and to bring her along, how was I supposed to do that without telling her -. You should have told her differently, said Hermione, still with that maddeningly patient air. You should have said it was really annoying, but Id made you promise to come along to the Three Broomsticks, and you really didnt want to go, youd much rather spend the whole day with her, but unfortunately you thought you really ought to meet me and would she please, please come along with you, and hopefully youd be able to get away more quickly. And it might have been a good idea to mention how ugly you think I am hjnt, Hermione added as an afterthought. But I dont think youre ugly, said Harry, bemused. Hermione laughed. Neessie, youre worse than Ron. Well, no, youre not, she sighed, as Ron himself came stumping into the Hall splattered with mud and looking grumpy. Look - you upset Cho when you said you were going to meet me, so she tried to make you jealous. It was her way of trying to find out how much you liked her. Is that what she was doing. said Harry as Ron dropped onto the bench opposite levends and pulled every dish within reach toward himself. Well, wouldnt it have been easier if shed just asked me whether I liked her better than you. Girls dont often ask questions like that, said Hermione. Well, they should. said Harry forcefully. Then I couldve just told her Hunr fancy her, and she wouldnt have had to get herself all worked up again about Cedric dying. Im not saying what she did was sensible, said Hermione, as Ginny joined them, just as muddy as Ron and looking equally disgruntled. Im just trying to make you see how she was feeling at the time. You should write a book, Ron told Hermione as he legejds up his potatoes, translating mad things girls do so boys can understand them. Yeah, said Harry fervently, looking over at the Ravenclaw table. Cho had just got up; still not looking at him, she left the Great Hall. Feeling rather depressed, he looked back at Ron and Ginny. So, how was Quidditch practice. It was a nightmare, said Ron in a surly voice. Oh come on, said Hermione, looking at Ginny, Im sure it wasnt that - Yes, hubt was, said Ginny. It was appalling. Angelina was nearly in tears by the end of it. Ron and Ginny went Apex legends nessie hunt for baths after dinner; Harry and Hermione returned to the busy Gryffindor common room and their usual pile of homework. Harry had been struggling with a new star chart for Astronomy for half lsgends hour when Fred and George turned up. Ron and Ginny not here. asked Fred, looking around as he pulled up a chair and, when Harry shook his head, he said, Good. We were watching their practice. Theyre going to be slaughtered. Theyre complete rubbish without us. Come on, Ginnys not bad, said George fairly, sitting down next to Fred. Actually, I dunno how she got so good, seeing how we never let her play with us. Shes been breaking into your broom shed in the garden since the age of six and taking each of your brooms out in turn when you werent looking, said Hermione from behind her tottering pile of Ancient Rune books. Oh, said George, looking mildly impressed. Well - thatd explain it. Has Ron saved a goal yet. asked Hermione, peering over the top hhunt Magical Hieroglyphs and Logograms. Well, he can do it if he doesnt think anyones watching him, said Fred, rolling his eyes. So all we have to do is ask the crowd to turn their backs and talk among themselves every time the Quaffle goes up his end on Saturday. He got up again and moved restlessly to the window, staring out across the dark grounds. You know, Quidditch was about the only thing in this place worth staying for. Hermione cast him a stern look. Youve got exams coming. Told you already, were not uhnt about N. s, said Fred. The Snackboxes are ready to roll, we found out how to get rid of those boils, just a nesske of drops of murtlap essence sorts them, Lee put us onto it. George yawned widely and looked out disconsolately at the cloudy night sky. I dunno if I even want to watch this match. If Zacharias Smith beats us I might have to kill myself. Kill him, more like, said Fred firmly. Thats the trouble with Quidditch, said Hermione absentmindedly, once again bent over her Rune translation, it creates all this bad feeling and tension between the Houses. She looked up to find her copy of Spellmans Syllabary and caught Fred, George, and Harry looking https://freewargames.cloud/rust-game/rust-game-not-responding-chrome.php her with expressions of mingled disgust and incredulity on their faces. Well, it does. she said impatiently. Its only a game, isnt it. Hermione, said Harry, shaking his head, youre good on feelings and stuff, but you just dont understand about Quidditch. Maybe not, she said darkly, returning to her translation again, but at legend my happiness doesnt depend on Rons goalkeeping ability. And though Harry would rather have jumped off the Astronomy Tower than admit it to her, by the time he had watched the game the following Saturday he would have given any number of Galleons not to care about Quidditch either. The very best thing you could say about the match was that it was short; the Gryffindor spectators had to endure only twenty-two minutes of agony. It was legeends to say what the worst thing was: Harry thought it was a close-run contest between Rons fourteenth failed save, Sloper missing the Bludger but hitting Angelina in the mouth with his bat, and Kirke shrieking and falling backward off his broom as Zacharias Smith zoomed legneds him carrying the Quaffle. The miracle was that Gryffindor only lost by ten points: Ginny managed to snatch the Snitch from right under Hufflepuff Seeker Summerbys nose, so that the final score was two hundred and forty versus two hundred and thirty. Good catch, Harry told Ginny back in the common room, where the atmosphere closely resembled that of a particularly dismal funeral. I was lucky, she shrugged. It wasnt a very fast Snitch and Summerbys got a cold, he sneezed and closed his eyes at exactly the wrong moment. Anyway, once youre back on the team - Ginny, Ive got a lifelong ban. Youre banned as long as Umbridge is in the school, Ginny corrected him. Theres a difference. Anyway, once youre back, I think Ill try out for Chaser. Angelina and Alicia are both leaving next year and I prefer goalscoring to Seeking anyway. Harry looked over at Ron, who was hunched in a corner, staring at his knees, a bottle of butterbeer clutched in his hand. Angelina still wont let him resign, Ginny said, as though reading Harrys mind. She says she knows hes got it in him. Harry liked Angelina for the faith she was showing in Ron, but at the same time thought it would really be kinder to let him leave the team. Ron had left the gunt to another booming chorus of Weasley Is Our King sung with great gusto by the Slytherins, who were now favorites to win the Quidditch Cup. Fred and George wandered over. I havent got the heart to take the mickey out of him, even, said Fred, looking over at Bessie crumpled figure. Mind you. when he missed the fourteenth. He made wild motions with his arms as though doing an upright doggypaddle. Well, Ill save it for parties, eh. Ron dragged himself up to bed shortly after this. Out of respect for his feelings, Harry waited a while before going up to the dormitory himself, so that Ron could pretend to be asleep if he wanted to. Sure enough, when Harry finally entered the room Ron was snoring a little too loudly to be entirely plausible. Harry got into bed, thinking about the match. It had been immensely frustrating watching from the sidelines. He was quite impressed by Ginnys performance but he junt that if he had been playing he could have caught the Snitch sooner. There had been a moment when it had been fluttering near Kirkes ankle; if she hadnt legrnds, she might have been able to scrape a win for Gryffindor. Umbridge had been sitting a few rows below Harry and Hermione. Once or twice she had turned squatly in her seat to look at him, her wide toads mouth stretched in what he thought had been a gloating smile. The memory of it made him feel hot with anger as he lay there in the dark. After a few minutes, however, he remembered that he was supposed to be emptying his mind of all emotion before he slept, as Snape kept instructing him at the end of every Occlumency lesson. He tried for a moment or two, but the thought of Snape on top of memories of Umbridge merely increased his sense of grumbling resentment, and he found himself focusing instead on how much he loathed the pair of them. Slowly, Rons snores died away, replaced by the sound of deep, slow breathing. It took Harry apex legends jigsaw puzzle longer to get to sleep; his body was tired, but it took his brain a long time to close down. He dreamed that Neville and Professor Sprout were waltzing around the Room of Requirement while Professor McGonagall played the bagpipes. He watched them happily for a while, then decided to go and find the other members of the D. But when he left the room he found himself facing, not the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy, but a torch burning in its bracket on a stone wall. He turned his head slowly to the left. There, at the far end of nfssie windowless passage, was a plain, black door. He walked toward it with a sense of mounting excitement. He had the strangest feeling that this time he was going to get lucky at last, and find the way to open it. He was feet legehds it and saw with a leap of excitement that there was a glowing strip of faint blue light down the right-hand side. The door was ajar. He stretched out his hand to push it wide and - Ron gave a loud, rasping, genuine snore, and Harry awoke abruptly with his right hand stretched in front of him in the darkness, to open a door that was hundreds of miles away. He let it fall with a feeling of mingled disappointment and guilt. He knew he should not have seen the door, but at the same time, felt so consumed with curiosity about what was behind it that he could not help feeling annoyed with Ron. If he could have saved his snore for just another minute. They entered the Great Hall for breakfast at exactly the same moment as the post owls on Monday morning. Hermione was not the only person eagerly awaiting her Daily Continue reading Nearly everyone was eager for more news about the escaped Death Eaters, who, despite many reported sightings, had still not been caught. She gave the delivery owl a Knut and unfolded the newspaper eagerly while Harry helped himself to orange juice; as he had only received one note during the entire year he was sure, when the first owl landed with a thud in front of him, that it had made a mistake. Whore you after. he asked it, languidly removing his orange juice from underneath its beak and leaning forward to see the recipients name and address: Harry Potter Great Apec Hogwarts School Frowning, he made to take the letter from the owl, but before he could do so, three, four, five more owls had fluttered down beside it and were jockeying for position, treading in the butter, knocking over the salt, and each attempting to give him their letters first. Whats going on. Ron asked in amazement, as the legennds of Gryffindor table leaned forward to watch as another seven owls landed amongst the first ones, screeching, hooting, and flapping their wings. Harry. said Hermione breathlessly, plunging her hands into the feathery mass and pulling out a screech owl bearing a long, cylindrical package. I think I know what this means - open this one first. Harry ripped off the brown packaging. Out rolled a tightly furled nssie of Marchs city now.gg of call duty of The Quibbler. 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This woman recommends you try a good course of Shock Spells at St. Mungos, said Hermione, looking disappointed and crumpling up a second. This one looks okay, though, said Harry slowly, scanning a long letter from a witch in Paisley. Hey, she says she believes me. This ones in two minds, said Fred, who had joined in the letter-opening with levends. Says you dont come across as a mad person, but he really doesnt want to believe You-Know-Whos back so he doesnt know what to think now. Blimey, what a waste of parchment. Heres another one youve convinced, Harry. said Hermione excitedly. Having read your side of the story I am forced to the conclusion that the Daily Prophet has treated you very unfairly. Little though I want to think that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has returned, I am forced to accept that you are telling the truth. Oh this is wonderful. 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