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His Patronus flickered and died. White fog was blinding him. He had to fight. Expecto Patronum. he couldnt see. and in the distance, he heard the familiar screaming. Expecto Patronum. he groped in the mist for Sirius, and found his arm. they werent going to take him. But a pair of strong, clammy hands suddenly attached themselves around Harrys neck. They were forcing his face upward. He could feel its breath. It was going to get rid of him first. He could feel its putrid breath. His mother was screaming in his ears. She was going to be the last thing he ever heard - And then, through the fog that was drowning him, he thought he saw a silvery light growing brighter and brighter. He felt himself fall forward onto the grass - Facedown, too weak to move, sick and shaking, Harry opened his eyes. The dementor must have released him. The blinding light was illuminating the grass around him. The screaming had stopped, the cold was ebbing away. Something was driving the dementors back. It was circling around him and Sirius and Hermione. The rattling, sucking sounds of the dementors were fading. They were leaving. The air was warm again. With every ounce of strength he could muster, Harry raised his head a few inches and saw an animal amid the light, galloping away across the lake. Eyes blurred with sweat, Harry tried to make out what it was. It was as bright as a unicorn. Fighting to stay conscious, Harry watched it canter to a halt as it reached the opposite shore. For a moment, Harry saw, by its brightness, somebody welcoming ksp achievements back. raising his hand to pat it. someone who looked strangely familiar. but it couldnt be. Harry didnt understand. He couldnt think anymore. He felt the last of his strength leave him, and his head hit the ground as he fainted. S CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE HERMIONES SECRET hocking business. shocking. miracle none of them died. never heard the like. by thunder, it was lucky you were there, Snape. Thank you, Minister. Order of Merlin, Second Apex event not showing, Id say. First Class, if I can wangle it. Thank you very much indeed, Minister. Nasty cut youve got there. Blacks work, I suppose. As a matter of fact, it was Potter, Weasley, and Granger, Minister. Black had bewitched them, I saw it immediately. A Confundus Charm, to judge by their behavior. They seemed to think there was a possibility he was innocent. They werent responsible for their actions. On the other hand, their interference might have permitted Black to escape. They obviously thought they were going to catch Black single-handed. Theyve got away with a great deal before now. Im afraid its given them a rather high opinion of themselves. and of course Potter has always been allowed an extraordinary amount of license by the headmaster - Ah, well, Snape. Harry Potter, you know. weve all got a bit of a blind spot where hes concerned. And yet - is it good for him to be given so much special treatment. Personally, I try and treat him like any other student. And any other student would be suspended - at the very least - for leading his friends into such danger. Consider, Minister - against all school rules - after all the precautions put in place for his protection - out-of-bounds, at night, consorting with a werewolf and a murderer - and I have reason to believe he has been visiting Hogsmeade illegally too - Well, well. we shall see, Snape, we shall see. The boy has undoubtedly been foolish. Harry lay listening with his eyes tight shut. He felt very groggy. The words he was hearing seemed to be traveling very slowly from his ears to his brain, so that it was difficult to understand. His limbs felt like lead; his eyelids too heavy to lift. He wanted to lie here, on this comfortable bed, forever. What amazes me most is the behavior of the dementors. youve really no idea what made them retreat, Snape. No, Minister. by the time I had come round they download gameloop heading back to their positions at the entrances. Extraordinary. And yet Black, and Harry, and the girl - All unconscious by the time I reached them. I bound and gagged Black, naturally, conjured stretchers, and brought them all straight back to the castle. There was a pause. Harrys brain seemed to be moving a little faster, and as it did, a gnawing sensation grew in the pit of his stomach. He opened his eyes. Everything was slightly blurred. Somebody had removed his glasses. He was lying in the dark hospital wing. At the very end of the ward, he could make out Madam Pomfrey with her back of website call news duty him, bending over a bed. Harry squinted. Rons red hair was visible beneath Madam Pomfreys arm. Harry moved his head over on the pillow. In the bed to his right lay Hermione. Moonlight was falling across her bed. Her eyes were open too. She looked petrified, and when she saw that Harry was awake, pressed a finger to her lips, then pointed to the hospital wing door. It was ajar, and the voices of Cornelius Fudge and Snape were coming through it from the corridor outside. Madam Pomfrey now came walking briskly up the dark ward to Harrys bed. He turned to look at her. She was carrying the largest block of chocolate he had ever seen in his life. It looked like a small boulder. Ah, youre awake. she said briskly. She placed the chocolate on Harrys bedside table and began breaking it apart with a small hammer. Hows Ron. said Harry and Hermione together. Hell live, said Madam Pomfrey grimly. As for you two. youll be staying here until Im satisfied youre - Potter, what do you think youre doing. Harry was sitting up, putting his glasses back on, and picking up his wand. I need to see the headmaster, he said. Potter, said Madam Pomfrey soothingly, its all right. Theyve got Black. Hes locked away upstairs. The dementors will be performing the Kiss any moment now - WHAT. Harry jumped up out of bed; Hermione had done the same. But his shout had been heard in the corridor outside; next second, Cornelius Fudge and Snape had entered the ward. Harry, Harry, whats this. said Fudge, looking agitated. You should be in bed - has he had any chocolate. he asked Madam Pomfrey anxiously. Minister, listen. Harry said. Sirius Blacks innocent. Peter Pettigrew faked his own death. We saw him tonight. You cant let the dementors do that thing to Sirius, hes - But Fudge was shaking his head with a small smile on his face. Harry, Harry, youre very confused, youve been through a dreadful ordeal, lie back down, now, weve got everything under control. YOU HAVENT. Harry yelled. YOUVE GOT THE WRONG MAN. Minister, listen, please, Hermione said; she had hurried to Harrys side and was gazing imploringly into Fudges face. I saw him too. It Apex event not showing Rons rat, hes an Animagus, Pettigrew, I mean, and - You see, Minister. said Snape. Confunded, both of them. Blacks done a very good job on them. WERE NOT CONFUNDED. Harry roared. Minister. Professor. said Madam Pomfrey angrily. I must insist that you leave. Potter is my patient, and he should not be distressed. Im not distressed, Im trying to tell them what happened. Harry said furiously. If theyd just listen - But Madam Pomfrey suddenly stuffed a large chunk of chocolate into Harrys mouth; he choked, and she seized the opportunity to force him back onto the bed. Now, please, Minister, these children need care. Please leave - The door opened again. It was Dumbledore. Harry swallowed his mouthful of chocolate with great difficulty and got up again. Professor Dumbledore, Sirius Black - For heavens sake. said Madam Pomfrey hysterically. Is this a hospital wing or not. Headmaster, I must insist - My apologies, Poppy, but I need a word with Mr. Potter and Miss Click, said Dumbledore calmly. I have just been talking to Sirius Black - I suppose hes told you the same fairy tale hes planted in Potters mind. spat Snape. Something about a rat, and Please click for source being alive - That, indeed, is Blacks story, said Dumbledore, surveying Snape closely through his half-moon spectacles. And does my evidence count for nothing. snarled Snape. Peter Pettigrew was not in the Shrieking Shack, nor did I see any sign of him on the grounds. That was because you were knocked out, Professor. said Hermione earnestly.
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