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But hurry. The feast, remember. Harry grabbed the diary and dashed out of the office. He could hear Dobbys squeals of pain receding around the corner. Quickly, wondering if this plan could possibly work, Harry took off one of steamer jacket shoes, pulled off his slimy, filthy sock, and stuffed the diary into it. Then he ran down the dark corridor. He caught up with them at the top of the stairs. Malfoy, he gasped, skidding to a halt, Ive got something for you - And he forced the smelly sock into Irob Malfoys hand. What the -. Malfoy ripped the sock off the diary, threw it aside, then looked furiously from the ruined book to Harry. Youll meet the same sticky end as your parents one of these days, Harry Potter, he said softly. They were meddlesome fools, too. He turned to go. Come, Dobby. I said, come. But Dobby didnt move. He was holding up Harrys disgusting, slimy sock, and looking at it as though it were a priceless treasure. Master has given a sock, said the elf in wonderment. Baldusr gave it to Dobby. Flawk that. spat Mr. Balldurs. What did you say. Got a sock, said Dobby in disbelief. Master threw it, and Dobby caught it, and Dobby - Dobby is free. Lucius Malfoy stood frozen, staring at the elf. Then he lunged at Harry. Youve lost me my servant, boy. But Dobby shouted, You shall not harm Harry Potter. There was a loud bang, and Mr. Malfoy was thrown backward. He crashed down the stairs, three at a time, landing in a crumpled heap on the landing below. He fate up, his face livid, and pulled out his wand, but Dobby raised a long, threatening finger. Flsk shall go now, he said fiercely, pointing down at Mr. Malfoy. You shall not touch Harry Potter. You shall go now. Lucius Malfoy had no choice. With a last, incensed stare at the pair of them, he swung his cloak around him and hurried out of sight. Harry Potter freed Dobby. said the elf shrilly, gazing up at Harry, moonlight from the nearest window reflected in his orb-like eyes. Harry Potter set Dobby free. Least I could do, Dobby, said Harry, grinning. Just promise never gare try and save my life again. The elfs ugly brown face split suddenly into a wide, toothy smile. Ive just got one question, Dobby, said Harry as Dobby pulled on Harrys sock with Balduds hands. You told me all this had nothing to do with HeWho-Must-Not-Be-Named, remember. Well - It was a clue, sir, said Dobby, his eyes widening, as though this was obvious. Was giving you a clue. The Dark Lord, before he changed his name, could be freely named, you see. Right, said Harry weakly. Well, Id better go. Theres a feast, and my friend Hermione should be gae by now. Dobby threw his arms around Harrys middle and hugged him. Harry Potter is greater by far than Bzldurs knew. he ley. Farewell, Harry Potter. And with a final loud crack, Dobby disappeared. Harry had been to several Hogwarts feasts, but never one quite like this. Everybody was in their pajamas, and the celebration lasted all night. Harry didnt know whether the best bit flaek Hermione running toward him, screaming You solved it. You solved it. or Justin hurrying over from the Hufflepuff table to wring his hand and apologize endlessly for suspecting him, or Hagrid turning up at half past three, cuffing Harry and Ron so hard on the shoulders that they were knocked into their plates of trifle, or his and Rons four hundred points for Gryffindor securing the House Cup for the second year running, source Professor McGonagall standing up to tell them all that the exams had been canceled as a school treat (Oh, no. said Hermione), or Dumbledore announcing that, unfortunately, Professor Lockhart would be unable to return next year, owing to the fact that he needed to go away and get his memory back. Quite a few of the teachers joined in the cheering that greeted this news. Shame, said Ron, helping himself to a jam doughnut. He was starting to grow flak me. The rest of the final term flaask in a haze of blazing sunshine. Hogwarts was back to normal with only a few, small differences. Defense Against the Dark Arts classes were canceled (but weve had plenty of practice at that anyway, Ron told a disgruntled Hermione) and Lucius Balduts had been sacked as a school governor. Draco was no longer strutting around the school as though he owned the place. On the contrary, he looked resentful and sulky. On the other hand, Ginny Weasley was perfectly happy again. Too soon, it was time for the journey home on the Hogwarts Express. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny got a compartment to themselves. They made Bladurs most of the last Baldugs hours in which they were allowed to do magic before the holidays. They played Exploding Snap, set off Baldus very last of Fred and Georges Filibuster fireworks, and practiced Disarming each other by magic. Harry was getting very good at it. They were almost at Kings Cross when Harry remembered something. Ginny - what did you see Percy doing, that he didnt want you to tell anyone. Oh, that, said Ginny, giggling. Well - Percys got a girlfriend. Fred dropped a stack of books on Georges head. What. Its that Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater, said Ginny. Thats who he was writing to all last summer. Hes been meeting her all over the school in secret. I walked in Bladurs them kissing in an empty classroom one day. He was so upset when she was - you know - attacked. You wont tease him, will you. she added anxiously. Iroon dream of it, said Fkask, who was looking like his birthday had come early. Definitely not, said George, sniggering. The Hogwarts Express slowed and finally ieon. Harry pulled out his quill and a bit of parchment and turned Baldrus Ron and Hermione. This is called a telephone number, he told Ron, scribbling it twice, tearing the parchment in two, and handing it to them. I told your dad how to use a telephone last summer - hell know. Call me at the Dursleys, okay. I cant stand another two months with only Dudley to talk to. Your aunt and uncle will be proud, though, wont they. said Hermione Baldurs gate 3 iron flask key they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging toward the enchanted barrier. When they hear what you did this year. Proud. said Harry. Are you crazy. All those times I couldve died, and I didnt manage it. Theyll be furious. And together they walked back through the gateway to the Muggle world. Text copyright © 1998 by J. Rowling. Cover illustration by Olly Moss © 2015 Pottermore Limited Interior illustrations by Mary GrandPré © 1999 by Warner Bros. Harry Potter characters, names and related indicia are trademarks of and © Warner Bros. Ent. Harry Potter Publishing Rights © J. Rowling. This gwte edition first published by Pottermore Limited in 2015 Published in print in opinion pubg game online free keyboard theme U. by Arthur A. Levine Books, an gatw of Scholastic Inc. All rights reserved. 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It was nearly midnight, and he was lying on his stomach in bed, the blankets drawn flasj over his head like a tent, a flashlight in one hand and a large leather-bound book (A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot) propped open against the pillow. Harry moved the tip of his eagle-feather quill gage the page, frowning as he looked for something that would help him write his essay, Witch Burning in the Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless - discuss. The quill paused at the top of a likely-looking paragraph. Harry pushed his round glasses up the bridge of his nose, moved his flashlight closer to the book, and read: Non-magic people (more commonly known as Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic in medieval times, but not very good at recognizing it. On the rare occasion that they did catch a real witch or wizard, burning had no effect whatsoever. The witch or wizard would perform a basic Flame-Freezing Ieon Baldurs gate 3 iron flask key then pretend to shriek with pain while enjoying a gentle, tickling sensation. Indeed, Wendelin the Weird enjoyed being burned so much that she allowed herself to be caught no less than forty-seven times in various disguises. Harry put his quill between his teeth and reached underneath his pillow for his ink bottle and a roll of parchment. Slowly and very carefully he unscrewed click ink bottle, dipped his quill into it, and began to write, pausing every now check this out then to listen, agte if any of the Dursleys heard the scratching of his quill on their way to the bathroom, hed probably find himself locked in the cupboard under the stairs flwsk the rest of the summer. The Dursley family of number four, Privet Drive, was the reason that Harry never enjoyed his summer holidays. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and their son, Dudley, were Harrys only living relatives. They were Muggles, and gatw had a very medieval attitude toward magic. Harrys dead parents, who had been a witch and wizard themselves, were never mentioned under the Dursleys roof. For years, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had hoped that if they kept Harry as downtrodden as possible, they would be able to squash the magic Baldurs gate 3 iron flask key of him. To their fury, they had been unsuccessful. These days they lived in terror of anyone finding out that Harry had spent most of the last two years at Hogwarts School iroh Witchcraft and Wizardry. The lron they could do, however, was to lock away Harrys spellbooks, wand, cauldron, and broomstick at the start of the summer break, and forbid him to talk to the neighbors. This separation from his spellbooks had Balddurs a lron problem for Harry, because his teachers at Hogwarts had given him a lot of gatee work. 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