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23.10.2024

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On Christmas Eve, Harry went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all. When he woke early in the morning, however, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed. Merry Christmas, said Ron sleepily as Harry scrambled out of bed and pulled on his bathrobe. You, too, said Harry. Will you look at this. Ive got some presents. What did you expect, turnips. said Ron, turning to his own pile, which nintenfo a lot bigger than Harrys. Harry picked up the top parcel. It was wrapped in thick brown paper and scrawled across it was To Harry, from Hagrid. Inside was a roughly cut wooden flute. Hagrid had obviously whittled it himself. Harry blew it - it sounded a bit like an owl. A second, very small parcel contained a note. We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Taped to the note was a fifty-pence piece. Thats friendly, said Harry. Ron was fascinated by the fifty pence. Weird. he said, What a shape. This is money. You can keep it, said Harry, laughing at how pleased Ron was. Hagrid and my aunt and uncle - so who sent these. I think I know who that ones from, said Ron, turning a bit pink and pointing to a very lumpy parcel. My mum. I told her you didnt expect any presents and - oh, no, he groaned, shes made you a Weasley sweater. Harry had torn open the parcel to find swktch thick, hand-knitted sweater in emerald green and a large box of homemade fudge. Every year she makes us a sweater, said Ron, unwrapping his own, and mines always maroon. Thats really nice of her, said Harry, trying aNraka fudge, which was very tasty. His next present also contained candy - a large box of Chocolate Frogs from Hermione. This only left one parcel. Harry picked it up and felt it. It was nintenddo light. He unwrapped it. Something fluid and silvery gray went slithering to the floor where it lay in gleaming folds. Ron gasped. Ive nntendo of those, he said in a hushed voice, dropping the box of Every Flavor Beans hed gotten from Hermione. If thats what I think it is - theyre really rare, and really valuable. What is it. Harry picked the shining, silvery cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like water woven into material. Its an Invisibility Cloak, said Ron, a look of awe on his face. Im sure it is - try it on. Harry threw the Cloak around his shoulders and Ron gave a yell. It is. Look down. Harry looked down at his feet, but they were gone. He dashed to the mirror. Sure enough, his reflection looked back at him, just his head suspended in midair, his body completely invisible. He pulled the Cloak over his head and his reflection vanished completely. Theres a note. switc Ron suddenly. A note fell out of it. Harry pulled off the Cloak and seized mintendo letter. Written in narrow, loopy writing he had never seen before were the following words: Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you. Use it well. A Very Merry Christmas to you There was no signature. Harry stared at the note. Ron was admiring the Cloak. Id give anything for one of these, he said. Anything. Whats the matter. Nothing, said Harry. He felt very strange. Who had sent the Cloak. Had it really once belonged to his father. Before he could say or think anything else, the dormitory door was click to see more open and Fred and George Weasley bounded in. Harry stuffed the Cloak quickly out of sight. He didnt feel like sharing it with anyone else yet. Merry Christmas. Hey, look - Harrys got a Weasley sweater, too. Fred and George were wearing blue sweaters, one with a large yellow F on it, the other a G. Naraka nintendo switch is better than ours, though, said Fred, holding up Harrys sweater. She obviously makes more of an effort if youre not family. Why arent you wearing yours, Ron. George demanded. Come on, get it on, theyre lovely and warm. I hate maroon, Ron moaned halfheartedly as he pulled it over his head. You havent got a letter swktch yours, George observed. I suppose she thinks you dont forget your name. But were not stupid - we know were called Gred and Forge. Whats all this noise. Percy Weasley stuck his head through the door, looking disapproving. He had clearly gotten halfway through unwrapping his presents as he, too, carried a lumpy sweater over his arm, which Fred seized. P for prefect. Get it on, Percy, come on, were all wearing ours, even Harry got one. I - dont - want - said Percy thickly, as the twins forced the sweater over his head, knocking his glasses askew. And youre not sitting with the prefects today, either, said George. Christmas is a time for family. They frog-marched Percy from the room, his arms pinned to his side by his sweater. Harry had never in all his life had such a Fallout 4 nexus project mojave dinner. A hundred fat, nibtendo turkeys; mountains of roast and boiled potatoes; platters of chipolatas; tureens of buttered peas, silver boats of thick, rich gravy and cranberry sauce - and stacks of wizard crackers every few feet along the table. These fantastic party favors were nothing like the feeble Muggle ones the Dursleys usually bought, with their little plastic toys and their Naraka nintendo switch paper hats swwitch. Harry pulled a wizard cracker with Fred and it didnt just bang, it went off with a blast like a cannon and engulfed them all in a cloud of blue smoke, while from the inside exploded a nintemdo admirals hat and several live, white mice. Up at the High Table, Dumbledore had swapped his pointed wizards hat for a flowered bonnet, and was chuckling merrily at a joke Professor Flitwick had just swktch him. Flaming Christmas puddings followed the turkey. Percy nearly broke his teeth on a silver Sickle embedded in his slice. Harry watched Hagrid getting redder and redder in the face as he called for more wine, finally kissing Professor McGonagall on the cheek, who, to Harrys amazement, giggled and blushed, her top hat lopsided. When Harry finally left the table, he was laden down with a stack of things out of the crackers, including a pack of non-explodable, luminous balloons, a Grow-Your-Own-Warts kit, and his own new wizard swittch set. The white mice had disappeared siwtch Harry had a nasty feeling they were going to end up as Mrs. Norriss Christmas dinner. Harry and the Weasleys spent a happy afternoon having a furious snowball fight on the grounds. Then, cold, wet, and gasping for breath, they source to the fire in the Gryffindor common room, where Harry broke in his new chess set by losing spectacularly switcj Ron. He suspected he wouldnt have lost so badly if Percy hadnt tried to help him so much. After a meal of turkey sandwiches, crumpets, trifle, and Christmas cake, everyone felt too full and sleepy to do much before bed except sit and watch Percy chase Fred and Nintendp all over Gryffindor Tower because theyd click at this page his prefect badge. It had been Harrys best Christmas day ever. Yet something had been nagging at the back of his mind all day. Not until he climbed into bed was he free to think about it: the Invisibility Cloak and whoever had sent it. Ron, full of turkey and cake and with nothing mysterious to bother him, fell asleep almost as soon as hed drawn the curtains of his four-poster. Harry leaned over the side of his own bed and pulled the Cloak out from under it. His fathers. this had been his fathers. He let the material flow over his hands, smoother than silk, light as air. Use it well, nintenro note had said. He had to try it, now. He slipped out of bed and wrapped the Cloak around himself. Looking down at his legs, he saw only moonlight and shadows. It was a very funny feeling. Use it well. Suddenly, Harry felt wide-awake. The whole of Hogwarts was open to him in this Cloak. Excitement flooded through him as he stood there in the dark and silence. He could go anywhere in this, anywhere, and Filch would never know. Ron grunted in his sleep. Should Harry wake him. Something held him back - his fathers Cloak - he felt that this time - the first time - he wanted to use it alone. He crept out of the dormitory, down the stairs, across the common room, and climbed through the portrait hole. Whos there. squawked the Fat Lady. Harry said nothing. He walked quickly down the corridor. Where should he go. He stopped, his heart racing, and thought. And then it came to him. The Restricted Sditch in the library. Swittch be able to read as long as he liked, as long as it took to find out who Flamel was. He set off, drawing the Invisibility Cloak tight around him as he walked. The library was pitch-black and very eerie. Harry lit a lamp to see his way along the rows of books. The lamp looked as if it was floating along in midair, and even though Harry could feel his arm supporting it, the sight gave him the creeps. The Restricted Section was right at the back of the library. Stepping carefully over the rope that separated these books from the rest of the library, he held up his lamp to read the titles. They didnt tell him much. Their peeling, faded gold letters spelled words in languages Harry couldnt understand. Some had no title at all. One book had a dark stain on it that looked horribly like blood. The hairs on the back of Harrys neck prickled. Maybe he was imagining it, maybe not, but he thought a faint whispering was coming from the books, as though they knew someone was there who shouldnt be. He had to start somewhere. Setting the lamp down carefully click at this page the floor, he looked along the bottom shelf for an interesting-looking book. A large black and silver volume caught his eye. He pulled it out with difficulty, because it was very heavy, and, balancing it on his knee, let it fall open. A piercing, bloodcurdling shriek split the silence - the book was screaming. Harry snapped it shut, but the shriek went on sditch on, one high, unbroken, earsplitting note. He stumbled backward and knocked over his lamp, which went out at once. Inntendo, he heard footsteps coming down the corridor outside - stuffing the shrieking book back on the shelf, he ran for it. He passed Filch in the doorway; Filchs pale, wild eyes looked straight through him, and Harry slipped under Filchs outstretched Naeaka and streaked off up the corridor, the books shrieks still ringing in his ears. He came to a sudden halt in front of a tall suit of armor. He had been so busy getting away from the library, he hadnt paid attention to where he was going. Perhaps because it was dark, he didnt recognize where he was at all. There was a suit of armor near the kitchens, he knew, but he must be five floors above there. You asked me to come directly switcn you, Professor, if anyone was nintemdo around at night, and somebodys been in the library - Restricted Section. Harry felt the blood drain out of his face. Wherever he was, Filch Nzraka know a shortcut, because his soft, greasy voice was getting nearer, and to his horror, it was Snape who replied, The Restricted Section. Well, they cant be far, well catch them. Harry stood rooted to the spot as Filch and Snape came around the corner ahead. They couldnt see him, of course, but it was a narrow corridor and if they came much nearer theyd knock right into him - the Nwraka didnt stop him from being solid. He backed away as quietly as he could. A door stood ajar to Naraka nintendo switch left. It was his only hope. He squeezed through it, holding his breath, trying not to move it, and to his relief he managed to get inside the room without their noticing anything. They walked straight past, and Harry leaned against the wall, breathing deeply, listening to their footsteps dying away. That had been close, very close. It was a few seconds before he noticed anything about the room he had hidden in. It looked like an unused classroom. The dark shapes of desks and chairs were piled against the walls, and there was an upturned wastepaper basket - but propped against the wall facing him was something that didnt look as if it belonged there, something that looked as if someone had just put it there to keep it out of the way. It was a magnificent mirror, as high as the ceiling, with an ornate gold frame, standing on two clawed feet. There was an inscription carved around the top: Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi. His panic fading now that there was no sound of Filch and Snape, Harry moved nearer to the mirror, wanting to look at himself but see no reflection again. He stepped in front of it. He Narakka to clap his hands to his mouth to stop himself from screaming. He whirled around. His heart was pounding far more furiously than when the book had screamed swjtch for he had seen not only himself in the mirror, but a whole crowd of people standing right behind him. But the room was empty. Breathing very fast, he turned slowly back to the mirror. There he was, reflected in it, continue reading and scared-looking, and there, reflected behind him, were at least ten others. Harry looked over his shoulder - but still, no one was there. Or were they all invisible, too. Was he in fact in a room full of invisible people and this mirrors trick was that it reflected them, invisible or not. He looked in the mirror again. A woman standing right behind his reflection was smiling at him and waving. He reached out a hand and felt the air behind him. Nintendoo she was really there, hed touch her, their reflections were so close together, but he felt only air - she and the others existed only in the mirror. She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes - her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green - exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just as Harrys did. Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection. Mum. he whispered. Dad. They just looked at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror, and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other of xbox call store duty like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harrys knobbly knees - Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life. The Potters smiled and waved at Harry and he stared hungrily back at them, his hands pressed flat against the glass as though he was hoping to fall right through it and reach them. He had a powerful kind of ache inside him, half joy, half terrible sadness. How long he stood there, he didnt know. The reflections did not fade and he looked and looked until a distant noise brought him back to his senses. He couldnt stay here, he had to find his way back to bed. He tore click at this page eyes away from his mothers face, whispered, Ill come back, and hurried from the room. You could have woken me up, said Ron, crossly. You can come tonight, Im going back, I want to show you the mirror. Id like to see your mum and dad, Ron said eagerly. And I want to see all your family, all the Weasleys, youll be visit web page to show me your other brothers and everyone. You can see them any old time, said Ron. Just come round my house this summer. Anyway, maybe it only shows dead people. Shame about not finding Flamel, though. Have some bacon or something, why arent you eating anything. Harry couldnt eat. He had seen his parents and would be seeing them again tonight. He had almost forgotten about Flamel. It didnt seem very important anymore. Who cared what the three-headed dog was guarding. What did it matter if Snape stole it, really. Are you all right. said Ron. You look odd. What Harry feared most was that he might not be able to find the mirror room again. With Ron covered in the Cloak, too, they had to walk much more slowly the next night.

Why - what - oh, Hagrid. I knew if I jus got him back, said Hagrid, sounding close to tears himself, an - an taught him a few manners - Id be able ter take him outside anshow evryone hes harmless. Harmless. said Hermione shrilly, and Hagrid made frantic hushing noises with his hands as the enormous creature before them grunted loudly and shifted in its sleep. Hes been hurting you all this time, hasnt he. Thats why youve had all these injuries. He don know his own strength. said Hagrid earnestly. An hes gettin better, hes not fightinso much anymore - Thnigs this is why it took you two months to get home. said Hermione distractedly. Oh Hagrid, why did you bring him back if he didnt want to come, wouldnt he have been happier with his own people. They were all bullyin him, Hermione, cause hes so small. said Hagrid. Small. said Hermione. Small. Hermione, I couldn leave him, said Hagrid, tears now trickling down his bruised face into his beard. See - hes my brother. Hermione simply stared at him, her mouth open. Baldurs gate 3 new game plus things pokemon radical red, when you say brother, said Harry slowly, do you mean -. Well - half-brother, amended Hagrid. Turns out me mother took up with another giant when she left me dad, anshe went an had Grawp here - Grawp. said Harry. Yeah. well, thas what it sounds like when he says his name, said Hagrid anxiously. He donspeak a lot of English. Ive bin tryin ter teach him. Anyway, she don seem ter have liked him much moren she liked me. See, with giantesses, what counts Baldurs gate 3 new game plus things pokemon radical red producin good big kids, and hes always been a bit on the runty side fer a giant - ony sixteen foot - Oh yes, tiny. said Hermione, with a kind of hysterical sarcasm. Absolutely minuscule. He was bein kicked around by all o them - I jus couldn leave him - Did Madame Maxime want to bring him back. asked Harry. She - well, she could see it was right importan ter me, said Hagrid, pokemoj his enormous hands. Bu - bu she got a bit tired of him after a while, I must admit. so we split up on the journey home. She promised not ter tell anyone though. How on earth did you get him back without anyone noticing. said Harry. Well, thas why it took so long, see, said Hagrid. Could ony travel by nigh an through wild country an stuff. Course, he covers the ground pretty well when he wants ter, but he kep wantin ter go back. Oh Hagrid, why on earth didnt you let him. said Hermione, flopping down onto a ripped-up tree and burying plhs face in her hands. What do you think youre going to do with a violent giant who doesnt even want to be here. Well, now - violent - thas a bit harsh, said Hagrid, still twisting his hands vate. Ill admit he mighta taken a couple o swings at me when hes bin in a bad mood, but hes gettin better, loads better, settlin down well. What are those ropes for, then. Harry asked. He had just noticed ropes thick as saplings stretching from around the trunks of the largest nearby trees toward the place where Grawp lay curled on the ground with his back to them. You have to keep him tied up. said Reed faintly. Well. radica. said Hagrid, looking anxious. See - its like I say - he doesn really know his strength - Harry understood now why there had been such a suspicious lack of any other living creature in this part of the forest. So what is it you want Harry and Ron this web page me to do. Hermione asked apprehensively. Look after him, said Hagrid croakily. click at this page Im gone. Harry and Hermione exchanged miserable looks, Harry uncomfortably aware that he had already promised Hagrid that he would do whatever he asked. What - what does that involve, exactly. Hermione inquired. Not food or anythin. said Hagrid eagerly. He can get his own food, no problem. Birds an deer anstuff. No, its company he needs. If I jus knew someone was carryin on tryin ter help him a bit. teachin him, yeh know. Harry said nothing, but turned to look Baldurs gate 3 new game plus things pokemon radical red at the gigantic form lying asleep on the ne in front of them. Grawp had his back to them. Unlike Hagrid, who simply looked like a very oversize human, Grawp looked strangely misshapen. What Harry had taken to be a vast mossy boulder to the left of the great earthen mound he now recognized as Grawps head. It was much larger in proportion to the body than a human head, almost perfectly round and covered with tightly curling, close-growing hair the color of bracken. The rim of a single large, fleshy ear was visible on top of the head, which seemed to sit, rather pikemon Uncle Vernons, directly upon the shoulders with little or no neck in between. The Baldurs gate 3 new game plus things pokemon radical red, under what looked like a thimgs brownish smock comprised of animal skins sewn roughly together, was very broad, and as Grawp slept, it seemed to strain a little at the rough seams of the skins. The legs were curled up under the body; Harry could see the soles of enormous, filthy, bare feet, large as sledges, resting one on top of the other on the earthy forest floor. You want us to teach him, Harry said in a hollow voice. He now understood what Firenzes warning had meant. His attempt is not working. He would do better to abandon it. Of course, the other creatures who lived in the forest would have heard Hagrids fruitless attempts to teach Grawp English. Yeah ne even if yeh jus talk ter him a bit, said Hagrid hopefully.