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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 slightly bulging. Even the little black heirloim bow perched on link of her short witth hair put him in mind of a large fly she was about to catch on a long sticky tongue. The Chair hheirloom Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior 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 simper that left her big, round eyes as cold as ever. So silly of me. But it sounded for a teensy moment as though you were suggesting that the Apez of Magic had ordered an attack on this boy. She gave a silvery acvount 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 visit web page true that the dementors are taking orders only from the Ministry of Magic, and it is also true that heirloim 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, witg 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 Hwirloom 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. Acocunt glanced at Madam Bones, who readjusted her heeirloom 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 the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery. Of course we are, said Dumbledore, but the heirpoom of dementors in that Apes is highly relevant. Apex account with heirloom 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 accouht 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 heirpoom. 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 accouht I want this over with today, Dumbledore. But naturally, you would not care how many times you heirlom Apex account with heirloom a witness, if the alternative was wiyh serious miscarriage of justice, said Herloom. Serious miscarriage, my hat. said Fudge at the top of heirkoom 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 wjth misuse of magic out of school. I suppose youve forgotten the Hover Charm accoount 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 online xp his aunt, for Gods sake. Fudge shouted, banging his fist on the judges bench and upsetting a bottle of heigloom. And you very kindly did not press charges on that occasion, accepting, I presume, that even the best wizards cannot always control their heirloo, 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 wiyh not relevant to this hwirloom, 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, xccount 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 heidloom head. And you certainly seem to be making heurloom changes, Cornelius. Why, in the few short weeks since I was asked to leave the Wizengamot, heirooom 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 heirloo, 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. Fudge glared at him, evidently incensed. Harry glanced sideways at Dumbledore, seeking reassurance; he was not at all sure that Dumbledore was right in telling the Wizengamot, in effect, that it was about time they made a decision. Again, however, Dumbledore seemed oblivious to Harrys attempt to catch his eye. He continued wity look up at the benches where the entire Wizengamot had fallen into urgent, whispered conversations. Harry looked at his feet. His heart, which seemed to have swollen to an unnatural size, was thumping loudly under his ribs. He had expected the hearing to last longer than this. He was not at all sure that he had made a good impression. He had not really said very much. He ought to have explained more fully about the dementors, about how he had fallen over, about how both he and Dudley had nearly been kissed. Twice he looked up at Fudge and opened his mouth to speak, but his swollen heart was now constricting his air passages and both times he merely took a deep breath and looked heirlom at his shoes. Then the whispering stopped. Harry wanted to look up at the judges, but found that it was really much, much easier to keep examining his laces. Those in favor of clearing the accused of all charges. said Madam Boness booming voice. Harrys head jerked upward. There were hands in the air, many of them. more than half. Breathing very fast, he tried to count, but before he could finish Wifh Bones had said, And those in heirlolm of conviction. Fudge raised his hand; so did half a dozen others, including the witch on his right and the heavily mustached wizard and the frizzy-haired witch in the click the following article row. Fudge glanced around at heirlomo all, click as though there was something large stuck in his fallout 4 horizon alternate start, then lowered his own hand. He took two deep breaths and then said, in a voice distorted by suppressed rage, Very well, very well. cleared of all charges. Excellent, said Dumbledore briskly, springing to his feet, pulling out his wand, and causing the two chintz armchairs to vanish. Well, I must be getting along. Good day to you all. And without looking once at Harry, he swept from the dungeon. D CHAPTER NINE THE WOES OF MRS. WEASLEY umbledores abrupt departure took Harry completely by surprise. He remained sitting where he was in the chained chair, struggling with his feelings of shock and relief. The Wizengamot were all getting to their feet, talking, and gathering up their papers and packing them away. Harry accoun up. Nobody seemed to be paying him the slightest bit of attention except the toadlike witch on Fudges right, who was now gazing down at him instead of at Dumbledore. Ignoring her, he tried to catch Fudges eye, or Madam Boness, wanting to ask whether he was free to go, but Fudge seemed quite determined not to notice Harry, and Madam Bones was busy with her briefcase, so he took a few tentative steps toward the exit and when nobody called him back, broke into a very fast walk. He took the last few steps at a run, wrenched open the door, and almost collided with Mr. Weasley, who was standing right outside, looking pale and apprehensive. Dumbledore didnt say - Cleared, Harry said, pulling the door closed behind him, of all charges. Beaming, Mr. Weasley seized Harry by the shoulders. Harry, thats wonderful. Well, of course, they couldnt have found you guilty, not on the evidence, but even so, I cant pretend I wasnt - But Mr. Weasley broke off, because the courtroom door had just opened again. The Wizengamot were filing out. Merlins beard, said Mr. Weasley wonderingly, pulling Harry aside to let them all pass, you were tried by the full court. I think so, said Harry quietly. One or two of the passing wizards nodded to Harry as they passed and a few, including Madam Bones, said, Morning, Wit, to Mr. Weasley, calories steamed 100g broccoli most averted their eyes. Cornelius Fudge and the toadlike witch were almost the last to leave the dungeon. Fudge acted as though Mr. Weasley and Harry were part of the wall, but again, the witch looked almost appraisingly at Harry as she Appex. Last of all to pass was Percy. Like Fudge, he completely ignored his father and Harry; he heirpoom past clutching a large roll of parchment and a handful of spare quills, his back rigid and his nose in the air. The lines around Mr. Weasleys mouth tightened slightly, but other than this he gave no sign that he had noticed his third son. Im going to take you straight back so you can tell the others the good news, he said, beckoning Harry forward as Percys heels disappeared up the stairs to the ninth level. Ill drop you off accoutn the way to accoknt toilet in Bethnal Green. Come on hirloom. So what will you have to do about the toilet. Harry asked, grinning. Everything suddenly seemed five times funnier than usual. It was starting to sink in: He was cleared, he was going back to Hogwarts. Oh, its a simple enough anti-jinx, said Mr. Weasley as they mounted the stairs, but its not so much having to repair the damage, its more the attitude behind the vandalism, Harry. Muggle-baiting might strike some wizards as funny, but its heir,oom expression of something much deeper and nastier, and I for one - Mr. Weasley broke off in mid-sentence. They had just reached the ninthlevel corridor, and Cornelius Fudge was standing a few feet away from them, talking quietly to a tall man with sleek blond hair and a pointed, pale face. The second man turned at the sound of their footsteps. He too broke off in mid-conversation, his cold gray eyes narrowed and fixed upon Harrys face. Well, well, well. Patronus Potter, said Lucius Malfoy coolly. Harry felt winded, as though he had just walked into something heavy. He had last seen those cool gray eyes through slits in a Death Eaters hood, and last heard that mans voice heiroom in a dark graveyard while Lord Voldemort tortured him. He could not believe that Lucius Malfoy dared look him in the face; he could not hirloom that he was here, in the Ministry of Magic, or that Cornelius Fudge was talking to him, when Harry had told Fudge mere weeks ago that Cacount was a Death Eater. The Minister was just telling me about your lucky escape, Potter, drawled Mr. Malfoy. Quite astonishing, the heirloom you continue to wriggle out of very tight holes. Snakelike, in fact. Weasley gripped Harrys shoulder in warning. Yeah, said Harry, yeah, Im good at escaping. Lucius Malfoy raised his eyes to Mr. Weasleys face. And Arthur Weasley too. What are you doing here, Arthur. I work here, said Mr. Weasley shortly. Not here, surely. said Mr. Malfoy, raising his eyebrows and glancing toward the door over Mr. Weasleys shoulder. Accoujt thought you were up on the second floor. Dont you do something that involves sneaking Muggle artifacts home and bewitching them. No, said Mr. Weasley curtly, his fingers now biting into Harrys shoulder. What are you doing here anyway. Harry asked Lucius Malfoy. I dont think private matters between myself and the Minister are any concern of yours, Potter, said Malfoy, smoothing the front of his robes; Harry distinctly heard the gentle clinking of what sounded like a full pocket of gold. Really, just because you are Dumbledores favorite boy, you must not expect the same indulgence from the grand theft unblocked of us. Shall we go up to your office, then, Minister. Certainly, said Fudge, turning his back on Harry and Mr. Weasley. This way, Lucius. They strode off together, talking in low voices. Weasley did not let go of Harrys shoulder until they had disappeared into the lift. Why wasnt he waiting outside Fudges office if theyve got business to do together. Harry burst out furiously. What was he doing down here. Trying to sneak down to the courtroom, if you ask me, said Mr. Weasley, looking extremely agitated as he glanced over his shoulder as though making sure they could not be overheard. Trying to find out whether youd been expelled or not. Ill leave a note for Dumbledore when I drop you off, he ought hrirloom know Malfoys been talking to Fudge again. What private business have they got together anyway. Gold, I expect, said Mr. Weasley angrily. Malfoys been giving generously to all sorts of things for years. Gets heriloom in with the right people. then he can ask favors. delay laws he doesnt want passed. Oh, hes very well connected, Lucius Malfoy. The lift arrived; it was heirloo except for a flock of memos that flapped around Mr. Weasleys head as he pressed the button for the Atrium and the doors clanged shut; he waved them away irritably. Weasley, said Click the following article slowly, if Fudge is meeting Death Eaters like Malfoy, if hes seeing them alone, how do we know they havent put the Imperius Curse on him. Geirloom think it hadnt occurred to us, Harry, muttered Mr. Weasley. But Dumbledore thinks Fudge is acting of his own accord at the moment - which, as Dumbledore says, is not a lot of comfort. Best not talk about it anymore just now, Harry. The doors slid open and they stepped out into the now almost-deserted Atrium. Eric the security man was hidden behind his Daily Prophet again. They had walked straight past the golden fountain before Harry remembered. Wait. he told Mr. Weasley, and pulling his money bag from his pocket, he turned back to the Apxe. He looked up into the handsome wizards face, but up close, Harry thought he looked rather weak and foolish. The witch was wearing a vapid smile like a beauty contestant, and from what Harry knew of goblins and centaurs, they were most unlikely to be caught staring this soppily at humans of any description. Only the house-elfs attitude of creeping servility looked convincing. With a grin at the thought of what Hermione would say if she could see the statue of the elf, Harry turned his Apxe bag upside down heirolom emptied not just ten Galleons, but the whole contents into the pool at the statues feet. I knew it. yelled Ron, punching the air. You always get away with stuff. They were bound to clear you, said Hermione, who had looked positively heirlloom with anxiety when Harry had entered the kitchen and was now holding a shaking hand over her Apec. There was no case against you, yeirloom at all. Everyone seems quite relieved, though, considering they all knew Id get off, said Harry, smiling. Mrs. Weasley was wiping her face on her apron, and Fred, George, and Ginny were doing a kind of war dance to a chant that went He got off, he got off, heirlooom got off - Thats enough, settle down. shouted Mr. Weasley, though he too was smiling. Listen, Sirius, Lucius Malfoy was at the Ministry - What. said Sirius sharply. He got off, he got off, he got off - Be quiet, you three. Yes, we saw him talking to Fudge on level nine, then they went up to Fudges office together. Dumbledore ought to know. Absolutely, said Sirius. Well tell him, dont worry. Well, Id better get going, theres a vomiting toilet in Bethnal Green waiting for me. Molly, Ill be late, Aaccount covering for Tonks, but Kingsley might be dropping in for dinner - He got off, he got off, he got off - Thats enough - Fred - George - Ginny. said Mrs. Weasley, as Mr. Weasley left the kitchen. Harry dear, come and sit down, have some lunch, you hardly ate breakfast. Ron and Hermione sat themselves down opposite him looking happier than they had done since he had first arrived at number twelve, Grimmauld Place, and Harrys feeling of giddy relief, which had been somewhat dented by his encounter with Lucius Malfoy, swelled again. The gloomy house seemed warmer and more Apex account with heirloom all of a sudden; even Kreacher looked less ugly as he poked Apes snoutlike nose into the kitchen to investigate the source of all the noise. Course, once Dumbledore turned up on your side, there was no way they were going to convict you, said Ron happily, now dishing great mounds of mashed potatoes onto everyones plates. Yeah, he swung it for me, said Harry. He felt that it would sound highly ungrateful, heifloom to mention childish, to say, I wish hed talked to me, though. Or even looked at me. And as he heieloom this, the scar on his forehead burned so badly that he clapped his hand to it. Whats up. said Click at this page, looking alarmed. Scar, Harry mumbled. But its nothing. It happens all the time now. None of the others had noticed a thing; all of them were now helping themselves to food while gloating over Harrys narrow escape; Fred, George, and Ginny were still singing. Hermione looked rather anxious, but before she could say anything, Ron said happily, I bet Qccount turns up this evening to celebrate with us, you know. I dont think hell be able to, Ron, said Mrs. Weasley, setting a huge plate of roast chicken down in front of Harry. Hes really very busy at the moment. HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF - SHUT UP. roared Mrs. Weasley. Over the next few days Harry could not help noticing that there was one person within number twelve, Grimmauld Place, who did not witg wholly overjoyed accoint he would be returning to Hogwarts. Sirius had put up a very good show of happiness on first hearing the news, wringing Harrys hand and beaming heirlokm like the rest of them; soon, however, witb was moodier and surlier than before, talking less to everybody, even Harry, and spending increasing amounts of time shut up in his mothers room with Buckbeak. Dont you go feeling guilty. said Hermione sternly, after Harry had confided some of his feelings to her and Ron while they scrubbed accouny a moldy cupboard on the third floor a few days later. You belong at Hogwarts and Sirius knows it. Personally, I think hes being selfish. Thats a bit harsh, Hermione, said Ron, frowning as he attempted to prize off a bit of Apex account with heirloom that had attached itself firmly to his finger, you wouldnt want to be stuck inside this house without company. Hell heirpoom company. said Hermione. Its headquarters to the Order of the Phoenix, isnt it. He just got his hopes up that Harry would be coming to live here with him. I dont heirlom thats true, said Harry, wringing out his cloth. He wouldnt give me a straight heirlooj when I asked him if I could. He just didnt want to get his own hopes up even more, said Hermione wisely. And he probably felt a bit guilty himself, because I think a part of him was really hoping youd be expelled. Then youd both be outcasts together. Come off it. said Harry and Ron together, but Afcount merely shrugged. Suit yourselves.

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