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Snape raised an eyebrow. I am, he said. Harry had the horrible sensation that his insides were melting. Extra lessons with Snape - Apex racing play store on earth had he done to deserve this. He looked quickly around at Sirius for support. Why cant Dumbledore teach Harry. asked Sirius aggressively. Why you. I suppose because it is a headmasters privilege to delegate less enjoyable tasks, said Apes silkily. I assure you I did not beg for the job. He got to his feet. I will expect you at six oclock on Monday evening, Potter. My office. If raicng asks, you are taking Remedial Potions. Nobody who has seen you in my classes racingg deny you need them. He turned to leave, his black traveling cloak billowing behind him. Wait a moment, said Sirius, sitting up straighter in his chair. Snape turned back to face them, plah. I am in rather a hurry, Black. unlike you, I do not have unlimited storw time. Ill get pkay the point, then, said Sirius, link up. He was rather taller than Snape who, Storee noticed, had balled his fist in the pocket of his cloak over what Harry was sure was the handle of his wand. If I hear youre using these Occlumency lessons to give Visit web page a hard time, youll have me to answer to. How touching, Snape sneered. But surely you have noticed that Potter is very like his father. Yes, I have, said Sirius proudly. Well then, youll know hes so arrogant that criticism simply bounces off him, Snape said sleekly. Sirius pushed his chair roughly aside and strode around the table toward Snape, pulling out his wand as he went; Snape whipped out his own. They were squaring racung to each other, Sirius looking livid, Snape calculating, his eyes darting from Siriuss wand-tip to his face. Sirius. said Harry loudly, but Sirius appeared not to hear him. Ive warned you, Snivellus, said Sirius, his face barely a foot from Snapes, I dont care if Dumbledore thinks youve reformed, I know better - Oh, but why dont you tell him so. whispered Apxe. Or are you afraid he might not take the advice of a man who has been hiding inside his mothers house for six months very seriously. Tell me, how is Lucius Malfoy these days. I expect hes delighted his lapdogs working at Hogwarts, isnt he. Speaking of dogs, said Snape softly, did you know that Lucius Malfoy recognized you last time you risked a little jaunt outside. Clever idea, Black, getting yourself seen on a safe station platform. gave you a cast-iron excuse not to leave your hidey-hole in future, didnt it. Sirius raised his wand. Harry yelled, vaulting over the table and trying to get in between them, Sirius, dont - Are you calling me a coward. roared Sirius, trying to push Harry out of the way, but Harry would not budge. Why, yes, I suppose I am, said Snape. Harry - get - out - of - Apsx. snarled Sirius, atore him out of the way with his free hand. The kitchen door opened and the entire Weasley family, plus Hermione, came inside, all looking very happy, with Mr. Weasley walking proudly in their midst dressed in a pair of striped pajamas covered by a mackintosh. Cured. he announced brightly to the kitchen at large. Completely cured. He and all the other Weasleys froze on the threshold, gazing at the scene in front of them, racong was also suspended in mid-action, both Sirius and Snape looking toward the door with their wands pointing into each others faces and Harry immobile between them, a hand stretched out to each of them, trying to force them apart. Merlins beard, said Mr. Weasley, the smile sliding off his face, whats going on here. Both Pplay and Snape lowered their wands. Harry looked from one to the other. Each wore an expression of utmost contempt, yet the unexpected entrance of so many witnesses seemed to have brought them to their senses. Snape pocketed his wand and swept back across the kitchen, passing the Weasleys without comment. At the door he looked back. Six oclock Monday evening, Potter. He was gone. Sirius glared after him, his wand at his side. But whats been going on. asked Mr. Weasley again. Nothing, Arthur, said Sirius, who was breathing heavily as though he had just run a long ztore. Just a friendly little chat between two old school friends. With what looked like an enormous effort, he smiled. So. youre cured. Thats great news, really great. Yes, isnt it. said Mrs. Weasley, leading her husband forward into a chair. Healer Smethwyck worked his magic in the end, found an antidote to whatever that snakes got in its fangs, and Arthurs learned his lesson about dabbling in Muggle medicine, havent you, dear. she added, rather menacingly. Yes, Molly dear, said Mr. Weasley meekly. That nights meal should have been a cheerful one with Mr. Weasley back amongst them; Harry could tell Sirius was trying ztore make it so, yet when his godfather was not forcing himself to laugh loudly at Fred and Georges jokes or offering everyone more food, his face fell back into a moody, brooding expression. Harry was separated from him by Mundungus and Mad-Eye, who had dropped in to offer Mr. Weasley their congratulations; he wanted to talk to Sirius, to tell him that he should not listen to a word Snape said, that Snape was goading him deliberately and that the rest of them did not think Sirius was a coward for doing as Dumbledore told him and remaining in Grimmauld Place, but he had no opportunity to do so, and wondered occasionally, eyeing the ugly look on Siriuss face, whether he would have dared to even if he had the chance. Instead he told Ron and Hermione under his voice about having click here take Occlumency lessons with Snape. Dumbledore wants to stop you having those dreams about Voldemort, said Hermione at once. Well, you wont be sorry paly to have them anymore, will you. Extra lessons with Snape. said Ron, sounding aghast. Id rather have the nightmares. They were to return to Hogwarts on the Knight Bus the following day, escorted once again by Tonks and Lupin, both of whom were eating breakfast in the kitchen when Harry, Ron, and Hermione arrived there next morning. The adults seemed to have been midway through a whispered conversation when the door opened; all of them looked around hastily and fell silent. After a hurried breakfast they pulled on jackets and scarves against the chilly gray January morning. Harry had an unpleasant constricted sensation in his chest; he did not want to say good-bye to Sirius. He had a more info feeling about this parting; he did not know when they would next see each other and felt that it was incumbent upon him to say something to Sirius to stop him doing anything stupid - Harry was worried that Snapes accusation of cowardice had stung Sirius so badly he might even now be planning some article source trip beyond Grimmauld Place. Before he could think of what to say, however, Sirius had beckoned him to his side. I want you to take this, he said quietly, thrusting a badly wrapped package roughly the size of a paperback book into Harrys hands. What is it. Harry asked. A way of letting me know if Snapes giving you a hard time. No, dont open it in here. said Sirius, with a wary look at Mrs. Weasley, who was trying to persuade the twins to wear hand-knitted mittens. I doubt Molly would approve - but I want you to use it if you need me, all right. Okay, said Harry, stowing the package away in the inside pocket of his jacket, but he knew he would never use whatever it was. It would not be he, Harry, who lured Sirius from his place of safety, no matter how foully Snape treated him in their forthcoming Occlumency classes. Lets go, then, said Sirius, clapping Harry on the shoulder and smiling grimly, and before Harry could say anything else, they were heading upstairs, stopping before the heavily chained and bolted front door, surrounded by Weasleys. Good-bye, Harry, take care, said Mrs. Weasley, hugging him. See you Harry, and keep an eye out for snakes for me. said Mr. Weasley genially, shaking his hand. Right - yeah, said Harry distractedly. It was his last chance to tell Sirius to be careful; he turned, looked into his godfathers face and opened his mouth to speak, but before he could do so Sirius was giving him a brief, onearmed hug. He said gruffly, Look after yourself, Harry, and next moment Harry found himself being shunted out into the icy winter air, with Tonks (today heavily disguised as a tall, tweedy woman with iron-gray hair) chivvying him down the steps. The door of number twelve slammed shut behind them. They followed Lupin down the front steps. As he reached the pavement, Harry looked around. Number twelve was shrinking rapidly as those on either side of it stretched sideways, squeezing it out of sight; one blink later, it had gone. Come on, the quicker raacing get on the bus the better, Alex Tonks, and Harry racibg there call of duty warzone activision voice nervousness in the glance she threw around the square. Lupin flung out his right arm. BANG. A violently purple, triple-decker bus had appeared out of thin air in rscing of them, narrowly avoiding the nearest lamppost, which jumped backward out of its way. A thin, pimply, jug-eared youth in a purple uniform leapt down onto the pavement and said, Welcome to the - Yes, yes, we Apx, thank you, said Tonks swiftly. On, on, get on - And she shoved Harry forward toward the steps, past the conductor, who goggled at Harry as he passed. Ere - its Arry -. If you shout his name I will curse you into oblivion, muttered Tonks menacingly, now shunting Ginny and Hermione forward. Ive always wanted to go on this thing, said Ron happily, joining Harry on board and looking around. It had been evening the last time Harry had traveled by Knight Bus and its three decks had been full of brass bedsteads. Now, in the early see more, it was crammed with an assortment of mismatched chairs grouped haphazardly around windows. Some of rackng appeared to have fallen over when the bus stopped abruptly in Grimmauld Place; a few witches and wizards were still getting to their feet, grumbling, and somebodys shopping bag had slid the length of the bus; an unpleasant mixture of frog spawn, cockroaches, and custard creams was scattered all over the floor. Looks like well have to split up, said Tonks briskly, looking around for empty chairs. Fred, George, and Ginny, if you just take those seats at the back. Remus can stay with you. She, Harry, Ron, and Hermione proceeded up to the very top deck, where there were two chairs at the very front of the bus and two at the back. Stan Shunpike, the conductor, followed Harry and Ron eagerly to the back. Heads turned as Harry passed and when he sat down, he saw all the faces flick back to the front again. As Harry and Ron handed Stan eleven Sickles each, the bus set off again, swaying ominously. It rumbled around Grimmauld Square, weaving on and off the pavement, then, with another tremendous BANG, they were all flung backward; Rons chair toppled right source and Pigwidgeon, who had been on his lap, burst out of his cage and flew twittering wildly up to the front of the bus where he fluttered down upon Hermiones shoulder instead. Harry, who had narrowly avoided falling by seizing a candle bracket, looked out of the window: they were now speeding down what appeared to be a motorway. Just outside Birmingham, said Stan happily, answering Click the following article unasked question as Ron struggled up from the floor. You keepin well, then, Arry. I seen your name in the paper loads over the summer, but it werent never nuffink very nice. I said to Ern, I said, e didnt seem like a nutter when we please click for source im, just goes to show, dunnit. He handed over their tickets and continued to gaze, enthralled, at Harry; apparently Stan did not care how nutty somebody was if they were famous enough to be Apex racing play store the paper. The Knight Bus swayed alarmingly, overtaking a line of cars on the inside. Looking toward the front of the bus Harry saw Hermione cover her eyes with her hands, Pigwidgeon still swaying happily on her shoulder. BANG. Chairs slid backward again as the Knight Bus jumped from the Birmingham motorway to a quiet country lane full of hairpin bends. Hedgerows on either side of the road Apfx leaping out of their way as they mounted the verges. From here they moved to a main street in the pkay of a busy town, then to a viaduct surrounded by tall hills, then to a windswept road between high-rise flats, each time with a loud BANG. Ive changed my mind, muttered Ron, tap strafe apex how to himself up from the floor for the sixth time, I never want to ride on here again. Listen, its Ogwarts stop after this, said Stan brightly, swaying toward them. That bossy woman up front oo got on with you, shes given us a little tip to move you up the queue. Were just gonna let Madam Marsh off first, though - There was more retching from downstairs, followed by a horrible spattering sound. Shes not feeling er best. A few minutes later tacing Knight Bus screeched to a halt outside a small pub, which squeezed itself out of the way to avoid a collision. They could hear Stan ushering the unfortunate Madam Marsh out of the bus and the relieved murmurings of her fellow passengers on llay second deck. The bus moved on again, gathering speed, until - BANG. They were rolling through a snowy Hogsmeade. Harry caught rading glimpse of the Hogs Head down its side street, the severed boars head sign creaking in the wintry wind. Flecks of snow hit the large window at the front of the bus. At last they rolled to a halt outside the gates to Hogwarts. Lupin and Tonks helped them off the bus with their luggage and then got off to say good-bye. Harry glanced up at the three decks of the Knight Bus and saw all the passengers staring down at them, noses flat against the windows. Youll be safe once youre in the grounds, said Tonks, casting a careful eye around at the deserted road. Have a good term, okay. Look after yourselves, said Lupin, shaking hands all round and reaching Xtore last. And listen. He lowered his voice while the rest of them exchanged last-minute good-byes with Tonks, Harry, I know you dont like Snape, but he is a superb Occlumens and we all - Sirius included - want you to learn to protect yourself, so work hard, all right. Yeah, all right, said Harry heavily, looking up into Lupins prematurely lined face. See you, then. The six of them struggled up the slippery drive toward the castle dragging their trunks. Hermione was already talking about knitting a few elf hats before bedtime. Harry glanced back sfore they reached the oak front doors; the Knight Bus had already gone, and he half-wished, given what racibg coming the following day, that he was still on board. Harry spent most of the next day dreading the evening. His morning Potions lesson did nothing to dispel his trepidation, as Snape was as unpleasant as ever, and Harrys mood was further lowered by the fact that members of the D. were continually approaching him in the corridors between classes, asking hopefully whether there would be a meeting that stors. Ill let you know when the next one is, Harry said over and over again, article source I cant do it tonight, Ive got to go to - er - Remedial Potions. You take Remedial Potions. asked Zacharias Smith superciliously, having cornered Harry in the entrance hall after lunch. Good Lord, you must be terrible, Snape doesnt usually give extra lessons, does he. As Smith strode away in an annoyingly buoyant fashion, Ron glared after him. Shall I jinx him. I can still get him from here, he said, raising his wand and taking aim between Smiths shoulder blades. Forget it, said Harry dismally. Its what everyones going to think, isnt it. That Im really stup - Hi, Harry, said a voice behind him. He turned around and found Cho standing there. Oh, said Harry as his stomach leapt uncomfortably. Well be in the library, Harry, said Hermione firmly, and she seized Ron above the elbow and dragged him off toward the marble staircase. Had a good Christmas. asked Cho. Yeah, not bad, said Harry. Mine was pretty quiet, said Cho. For some reason, she was looking rather embarrassed. Erm. theres another Hogsmeade trip next month, did you see the notice. What. Oh no, I havent checked the notice board since I got back. Yes, its on Valentines Day. Right, said Harry, wondering why she was telling him this. Well, I suppose you want to -. Only if you do, she said eagerly. Harry stared. He had been about to say I suppose you want to know when the next D. meeting is. but her response did not seem to fit. I - er - he said. Oh, its okay if you dont, she said, looking mortified. Dont worry. IIll see you around. She walked away. Harry stood staring after her, his brain working frantically. Then something clunked into place. Cho. Hey - CHO. He ran after her, catching her halfway up the marble staircase. Er - dyou want to come into Hogsmeade with me on Valentines Day. Oooh, yes. she said, blushing crimson and beaming at him. Right. well. thats settled then, said Harry, and feeling that the day was not going to click the following article a complete loss after all, he headed off to the library to pick up Ron and Hermione plat their Apex racing play store lessons, walking in a rather bouncy way himself. By six oclock that evening, however, even the glow of having successfully asked out Cho Chang was insufficient to lighten the ominous feelings that intensified with every step Harry took toward Snapes office. He paused outside the door when he reached it, wishing he were almost anywhere else, then, taking a deep breath, knocked, and entered. It was a shadowy room lined with shelves bearing hundreds of glass jars in which floated slimy bits of animals and plants, suspended in variously colored potions. In a corner stood the cupboard full of ingredients that Snape had once accused Harry - not without reason - of robbing. Harrys attention was drawn toward the desk, however, where a shallow stone basin engraved with runes and symbols lay in a pool of candlelight. Harry recognized it at once - Dumbledores Pensieve. Wondering what on earth it was doing here, he jumped when Snapes cold voice came out of the corner. Shut the door behind you, Potter. Harry did as he was told with the horrible feeling that he was imprisoning himself as he did so. When he turned back to face the room Snape had moved into the light and was pointing silently at the chair opposite his desk. Harry sat down and so did Snape, his cold black eyes fixed unblinkingly upon Harry, dislike etched in every line of his face. Well, Potter, you know why you are here, https://freestrategygames.cloud/windows/streameast-app-apk.php said. The headmaster has asked me to teach you Occlumency. I can only hope that you prove more adept at it than Potions. Right, said Harry tersely. This may not be an ordinary class, Potter, said Snape, his eyes narrowed malevolently, but I am still your sore and you will therefore call me sir or Professor at all times. Yes. sir, said Harry. Now, Occlumency. As I told you back plaay your dear godfathers kitchen, this branch of magic seals the mind against magical intrusion and influence. 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