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The Fat Lady and her friend Vi were snoozing in the picture over the portrait hole. Harry had to check this out Fairy lights. before he woke them up, and when he did, they were extremely irritated. He climbed into the common room and found Ron and Hermione having a blazing row. Standing ten feet apart, they were bellowing at each other, each scarlet in the face. Well, if you dont like it, you know what the solution is, dont you. yelled Hermione; her hair was coming down out of its elegant bun now, and her face was screwed up in anger. Oh yeah. Ron yelled back. Whats that. Next time theres a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last steam library same game. Ron mouthed soundlessly like a goldfish out of water as Hermione turned on her heel and stormed up the girls staircase to bed. Ron turned to look at Harry. Well, he sputtered, looking thunderstruck, well - that just proves - completely missed the point - Harry didnt say anything. He liked being back on speaking terms with Ron too much to speak his mind right now - but he somehow thought that Hermione had gotten the point much better than Ron had. E CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR RITA SKEETERS SCOOP verybody got up late on Boxing Day. The Gryffindor common room was much quieter than it had been lately, many yawns punctuating the lazy conversations. Hermiones hair was bushy again; she confessed to Harry calenxar she had used liberal amounts of Sleekeazys Hair Potion on it for the ball, but its way too much bother to do every day, she said matter-of-factly, scratching a purring Crookshanks behind the ears. Badlurs and Hermione seemed to have reached an unspoken agreement not to discuss their argument. Rslease were being quite friendly to each other, though oddly formal. Ron and Harry wasted no time in telling Hermione about the conversation they had overheard between Madame Maxime and Hagrid, but Hermione didnt seem to find the news that Hagrid was a half-giant nearly as shocking as Ron did. Tull, I thought he must be, she said, shrugging. I knew he couldnt be pure giant because theyre about twenty feet tall. But honestly, all this hysteria about giants. They cant all be horrible. Its the same sort of prejudice that people have toward werewolves. Its just bigotry, isnt it. Ron looked as though he would have liked to reply scathingly, but perhaps he didnt want another row, because he contented himself with shaking his head disbelievingly while Hermione wasnt looking. It was time now to think of the homework they had neglected during the first week of the holidays. Everybody seemed to be feeling rather flat here that Christmas was over - everybody except Harry, that is, who was starting (once again) to feel slightly nervous. The trouble was that February the twenty-fourth looked a lot closer from this side of Christmas, and he still hadnt done anything about working out the clue inside the golden egg. Caledar therefore started taking the egg out of his trunk every time he went up to the dormitory, opening it, and listening intently, hoping that this time it would make some sense. He strained to think what the sound reminded him of, apart from thirty musical saws, but he had never heard anything else like it. He closed the egg, shook it vigorously, and opened it again to see if the sound had changed, but it hadnt. He tried asking the egg questions, shouting over all the wailing, but nothing happened. He even threw the egg across the room - though he hadnt really expected that to help. Harry had not forgotten the hint that Cedric had given him, but his lessthan-friendly feelings toward Cedric just now meant that he datd keen not to take his help if he could avoid it. In any case, it seemed to him that if Cedric had really wanted to give Harry a hand, he would have been a lot more explicit. He, Harry, had told Cedric exactly what was coming in the first task - and Cedrics idea of a fair exchange had been to tell Harry to take a bath. Well, he didnt need that sort of rubbishy help - not from someone who kept walking down corridors hand in hand with Cho, anyway. And so the first day of the new term arrived, and Harry set off to lessons, weighed down with books, parchment, and quills as usual, but also with the lurking worry of the egg heavy in his stomach, as though he were carrying that around with him too. Snow was still thick upon the grounds, and the greenhouse windows were covered in Baleurs so thick that they couldnt see out of them datee Herbology. Nobody was looking forward to Care of Magical Creatures much in this weather, though as Baldufs said, the skrewts would probably warm them up Balurs, either by chasing them, or calendxr off so forcefully that Hagrids cabin would catch fire. When they arrived at Hagrids cabin, however, they found an elderly witch with closely cropped gray hair and a very prominent chin standing before his front door. Hurry up, now, the bell gaye five minutes ago, she barked at them as they struggled toward her through the snow. Whore you. said Ron, staring at her. Wheres Hagrid. My name is Professor Grubbly-Plank, she said briskly. I am your temporary Care of Magical Creatures teacher. Wheres Hagrid. Harry repeated loudly. He is indisposed, said Professor Grubbly-Plank shortly. Soft and unpleasant laughter reached Harrys ears. He turned; Draco Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherins were joining the class. All of them looked gleeful, and none of them looked surprised to see Professor GrubblyPlank. This way, please, said Professor Grubbly-Plank, and she strode off around the paddock where the Beauxbatons horses were shivering. Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed her, looking back over their shoulders at Hagrids cabin. All the curtains were closed. Was Hagrid in there, alone and ill. Whats wrong with Hagrid. Harry said, hurrying to catch up with Professor Grubbly-Plank. Never you mind, she said as though she thought he was being nosy. I do mind, though, said Harry hotly. Whats up with him. Professor Grubbly-Plank acted as though she couldnt hear him. She led them past the paddock where the huge Beauxbatons horses were standing, huddled against the cold, and toward a tree on the datd of the forest, where a large and beautiful unicorn was tethered. Many of the girls ooooohed. at the sight of the unicorn. Oh its so beautiful. whispered Lavender Brown. How did she get it. Theyre supposed to be really hard to catch. Go here unicorn was so brightly white it made the snow all around look gray. It was pawing the ground nervously with its golden hooves and throwing back its Balvurs head. Boys keep back. barked Professor Grubbly-Plank, throwing out an arm and catching Harry hard in the chest. They prefer the womans touch, unicorns. Girls to the front, and approach with care, come on, easy does it. She and the girls walked slowly forward toward the unicorn, leaving the boys standing near the paddock fence, watching. The moment Professor Grubbly-Plank was out of earshot, Harry turned to Ron. What dyou reckons wrong with him. You dont think a skrewt -. Oh he hasnt been attacked, Potter, if thats what youre thinking, said Malfoy softly. No, hes just too ashamed to show his big, ugly face. What dyou mean. said Harry sharply. Malfoy put his hand inside the pocket of his robes and pulled out a folded page of newsprint. There you go, he said. Hate to break it to you, Potter. He smirked as Harry snatched the page, unfolded it, and read it, with Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Neville looking over his shoulder. It was an article topped with a picture of Hagrid looking extremely shifty. DUMBLEDORES GIANT MISTAKE Albus Dumbledore, eccentric headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, has never been afraid to make controversial staff appointments, writes Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent. In September of this year, he hired Alastor MadEye Moody, the notoriously jinx-happy ex-Auror, to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, a decision that caused many raised eyebrows at the Ministry of Magic, given Moodys well-known habit of attacking anybody who makes a sudden movement in his presence. Mad-Eye Moody, however, looks responsible and kindly when set beside the part-human Dumbledore employs to teach Care of Magical Creatures. Rubeus Hagrid, who admits to being expelled from Hogwarts in his third year, has enjoyed the position of gamekeeper czlendar the school ever since, a job secured for him by Dumbledore. Last year, however, Hagrid used his mysterious influence over the headmaster to secure the additional post of Care of Magical Creatures teacher, over the heads of many better-qualified candidates. An alarmingly large and ferocious-looking man, Hagrid has been using his newfound authority to terrify the students in his care with a succession of horrific creatures. While Dumbledore turns a blind eye, Hagrid has maimed several pupils during a series of lessons that many admit to being very frightening. I was attacked by a hippogriff, and my friend Vincent Crabbe got a bad bite off a flobberworm, says Draco Malfoy, a fourth-year student. We all hate Hagrid, but were just too scared to say anything. Hagrid has no intention of ceasing his campaign of intimidation, however. In conversation with a Daily Prophet reporter last month, he admitted breeding creatures he has dubbed Blast-Ended Skrewts, highly dangerous crosses between manticores and firecrabs. The creation of new breeds of magical creature is, of course, an activity usually closely observed by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Hagrid, however, considers himself to be above such petty restrictions. I was just having some fun, he says, before hastily changing the subject. As if this were not enough, the Daily Prophet has now unearthed evidence that Hagrid is not - as he has always pretended - a pure-blood wizard. He is not, in daet, even pure human. His mother, we can exclusively reveal, is none other than the giantess Fridwulfa, whose whereabouts are currently unknown. Bloodthirsty and brutal, the giants brought themselves to the point of extinction by warring amongst themselves during the last century. The handful that remained joined the ranks of He-WhoMust-Not-Be-Named, and were responsible for some of the worst mass Muggle killings of his reign of terror. While many of the giants who served He-Who-Must-Not-BeNamed were killed by Aurors working against the Dark Side, Fridwulfa was not among them. It is possible she escaped to one of the giant communities still existing in foreign mountain ranges. If his antics during Care of Magical Creatures lessons are any guide, however, Fridwulfas son appears to have inherited her brutal nature. In a bizarre twist, Hagrid is reputed to have developed a close friendship with the boy who brought around You-Know-Whos fall from power - thereby gaet Baldurs gate 3 full release date calendar own mother, like the rest of Read article supporters, into hiding. Perhaps Harry Potter is unaware of the unpleasant truth about his large friend - but Albus Dumbledore surely has a duty to ensure that Harry Potter, along with his fellow students, is warned about the dangers of associating with part-giants. Harry finished reading and looked up at Ron, whose mouth was hanging open. How did she calenndar out. he whispered. But that wasnt what was bothering Harry. What dyou mean, we all hate Hagrid. Harry spat at Malfoy. Whats this rubbish about him - he pointed at Crabbe - getting a bad bite off a flobberworm. They havent even got teeth. Crabbe was sniggering, apparently very pleased with himself. Well, I think this should put an end to the oafs teaching career, said Malfoy, his eyes glinting. Half-giant. and there was me thinking hed just swallowed a bottle of Skele-Gro when he was young. None of the mummies and daddies are going to like this at all. Theyll be worried hell eat their kids, ha, ha. You - Are you paying attention over there. Professor Grubbly-Planks voice carried over to the boys; the girls were all clustered around the unicorn now, stroking it. Harry was releaxe angry that the Daily Prophet article shook in his hands as he turned to stare unseeingly at the unicorn, whose many magical properties Professor Grubbly-Plank was now enumerating in a loud voice, so that the boys could hear too. I hope she stays, that woman. said Parvati Patil when the lesson had ended and they were all heading back to the castle for lunch. Thats more what Visit web page thought Care of Magical Creatures would be like. proper creatures like unicorns, not monsters. What about Hagrid. Harry said angrily as they went up the steps. What about him. said Parvati in a hard voice. He can still be gamekeeper, cant he. Parvati had been very cool toward Harry since the ball. He supposed that he ought to have paid her a bit more attention, but she seemed to have had a good time all the same. She was certainly telling anybody who would listen that she had made arrangements to meet the boy from Beauxbatons in Hogsmeade on the next weekend trip. That was a really good lesson, said Hermione as they entered the Great Hall. I didnt know half the things Professor Grubbly-Plank told us about uni - Look at this. Harry snarled, and he shoved the Daily Prophet article under Hermiones nose. Hermiones mouth fell open as she read. Her reaction was exactly the same as Rons. How did that horrible Skeeter woman find out. You dont think Hagrid told her. No, said Harry, leading the way over to the Gryffindor table and throwing himself into a chair, furious. He never even told us, did he. I dalendar she was so mad he wouldnt give her loads of horrible stuff about me, she went ferreting around to get him back. Maybe she heard him telling Madame Maxime at the ball, said Hermione fulk. Wed have seen her in the garden. said Ron. Anyway, shes not supposed to come into school anymore, Hagrid said Dumbledore banned her. Maybe shes got an Invisibility Cloak, said Harry, ladling chicken casserole onto his plate and splashing it Baaldurs in his anger. Sort of thing shed do, isnt it, hide in bushes listening to people. Like you and Ron did, you gatte, said Hermione. We werent trying to hear him. said Ron indignantly. We didnt have any choice. The stupid prat, talking about his giantess mother where anyone could have heard him. Weve got to go and see him, said Harry. This evening, after Divination. Tell him we want him back. you do want him back. he shot at Hermione. I - well, Im not going to pretend it didnt make a nice change, having a proper Care of Magical Creatures lesson for once releasr but I do want Hagrid back, of course I do. Hermione added hastily, quailing under Harrys furious stare. So that evening after dinner, the three of them left the castle once more and went down through the frozen grounds to Hagrids cabin. They knocked, and Fangs booming barks answered. Hagrid, its us. Harry shouted, pounding on the door. Open up. Hagrid didnt answer. They could hear Fang scratching at the door, whining, but it didnt open. They hammered on it for ten more minutes; Ron even went and banged on one of the windows, but there was no response. Whats he avoiding us for. Hermione said when they had finally given up and were walking back to the school. He surely doesnt think wed care about him being half-giant. But it seemed that Hagrid did care. They didnt see a sign of him all week. He didnt appear at the staff table at daye, they didnt see him going about his gamekeeper duties on the grounds, and Professor Ddate continued to take the Care of Magical Creatures classes. Malfoy was gloating at every possible opportunity. Missing your half-breed pal. he kept whispering to Harry whenever there was a teacher around, so that he was safe from Harrys retaliation. Missing the elephant-man. There was a Hogsmeade visit halfway through January. Hermione was very surprised that Harry was going to go. I just thought youd want to take advantage of the common room being quiet, she said. Really get to work on that egg. Oh I - I reckon Ive got a pretty good idea what its about now, Harry lied. Have you really. said Hermione, looking impressed. Well done. Harrys insides gave a guilty squirm, but he ignored them. He still had five weeks to work out that egg clue, after all, and that was ages. this web page if he went into Hogsmeade, he might run into Hagrid, and get a chance to persuade him to come back. He, Ron, and Hermione left the castle together on Saturday and set Baldus through the cold, wet grounds toward the gates. As they passed the Durmstrang ship moored in the lake, they saw Viktor Krum emerge onto the deck, dressed in nothing but swimming trunks. He was very skinny indeed, but apparently a lot tougher than he looked, because he climbed up onto the side of the ship, stretched out his arms, and dived, right into the lake. Hes mad. said Harry, staring at Krums dark head as it bobbed out into the middle of the lake. It must be freezing, its Baldurs gate 3 full release date calendar. Its a lot colder where he comes from, said Hermione. I suppose it feels quite warm to him. Yeah, but theres still the giant squid, said Ron. He Badlurs sound anxious - if anything, he sounded hopeful. Hermione noticed his tone of voice and frowned. Hes really nice, you know, she said. Hes not at all Baldurs gate 3 full release date calendar youd think, coming from Durmstrang. He likes it much better here, he told me. Ron said nothing. He hadnt mentioned Viktor Krum since the ball, but Harry had found a miniature arm under his bed on Boxing Day, calenfar had looked very much as though it had fill snapped off a small model figure wearing Bulgarian Ba,durs robes. Harry kept his eyes skinned for a sign of Hagrid all the way down the slushy High Street, and suggested a visit to the Three Broomsticks once he had ascertained that Hagrid was not in any read article the shops. The pub was as crowded as ever, but one quick look around at all the tables told Harry that Hagrid wasnt there. Heart sinking, he went up to the bar with Ron and Hermione, ordered three butterbeers releawe Madam Rosmerta, and thought gloomily that he might just as well have stayed behind and listened to the egg wailing after all. Doesnt he ever go into the office. Hermione Baldurs gate 3 full release date calendar suddenly. Look. She pointed into the mirror behind the bar, and Harry saw Ludo Bagman reflected there, sitting in a shadowy corner with a bunch of goblins. Bagman was talking very fast in a low voice to the goblins, all of whom had their arms crossed fulll were looking rather menacing. It was indeed odd, Harry thought, that Bagman was here at the Three Broomsticks on a weekend when there was no Triwizard event, and therefore no judging to be done. He watched Bagman in the mirror. He was looking strained again, quite as strained as he had that night in the forest before the Dark Mark had appeared. But just then Bagman glanced over at the bar, saw Harry, and stood up. In a moment, in a moment. Harry heard him say brusquely to the goblins, and Bagman hurried through the pub toward Harry, his boyish grin back in place. Harry. he said. How are you. Been hoping to run into you. Everything going all right. Fine, thanks, said Harry. Wonder if I could have a quick, private word, Harry.
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