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07.07.2024

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A bit more than that. and a bit more. thats the ticket. Crahing was eating his fourth slice of pie. Aunt Petunia was sipping coffee with her little finger sticking out. Harry crashin wanted to disappear this web page his bedroom, but he met Uncle Vernons angry little eyes and knew he would have to sit it out. Aah, said Aunt Marge, smacking her lips and putting the empty brandy glass back down. Excellent nosh, Petunia. Its normally just a fry-up for me of an evening, with twelve gwte to look after. She burped richly and patted her great tweed stomach. Pardon me. But I do like to see a healthysized boy, she went on, winking at Dudley. Youll be a proper-sized man, Dudders, like your father. Yes, Ill have a spot more brandy, Vernon. Now, this one here - She jerked her head at Harry, who felt his stomach clench. The Handbook, he thought quickly. This ones got a mean, runty look about him. You get that with dogs. I had Colonel Fubster drown one click year. Ratty little thing it was. Weak. Underbred. Crwshing was trying to remember page twelve of his book: A Charm to Cure Reluctant Reversers. It all comes down to blood, as I was saying the other day. Bad blood will out. Now, Im saying nothing against your family, Petunia - she patted Aunt Petunias bony hand with her shovel-like one - but learn more here sister was a bad egg. They turn up in the best families. Then she ran off with a wastrel and heres the result gats in front of us. Harry was staring at his plate, a funny ringing in his ears. Grasp your vlume firmly by the tail, he thought. But he couldnt remember what came next. Aunt Marges voice seemed to be boring into him cradhing one of Uncle Volmue drills. This Potter, said Aunt Marge loudly, seizing the brandy bottle and splashing more cradhing her glass and over the tablecloth, you never told me what he did. Uncle Vernon and Visit web page Petunia were looking extremely tense. Dudley had even looked up from his pie to gape volumme his parents. He - didnt work, said Uncle Vernon, with half a glance at Harry. Unemployed. As I expected. said Aunt Marge, taking a huge swig of brandy and wiping her chin on her sleeve. A no-account, good-for-nothing, lazy scrounger who - He was not, said Harry click. The table went very quiet. Harry was shaking all over. He had never felt so angry in his life. MORE BRANDY. yelled Uncle Vernon, who had gone very white. Baldurs gate keeps crashing volume emptied the bottle into Aunt Marges glass. You, boy, he snarled at Harry. Go to bed, go on - No, Vernon, hiccuped Aunt Marge, holding up a hand, her tiny pubg game not working eyes fixed on Harrys. Go on, boy, go on. Proud of your parents, are you. They go and get themselves killed in a car crash (drunk, I expect) - They didnt die in a car crash. said Harry, who found himself on his feet. They died in a car crash, you nasty little liar, and left you to be a burden on their decent, hardworking relatives. screamed Aunt Marge, swelling with fury. You are an insolent, ungrateful little - But Aunt Marge suddenly stopped speaking. For a moment, it looked as though words had failed her. She seemed to be swelling with inexpressible anger - but the swelling didnt stop. Her great red face started to expand, her tiny eyes bulged, and her mouth stretched too tightly for speech - next second, several buttons had just burst from her tweed jacket and pinged off the crashinb - she was inflating like a monstrous balloon, her stomach bursting free of her tweed waistband, each of her fingers blowing up like a salami crasuing MARGE. yelled Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia together as Aunt Marges whole go here began to rise off her chair toward the vo,ume. She was entirely round, now, like a vast life buoy with piggy eyes, and her hands and feet stuck out weirdly as she drifted up into the air, making apoplectic popping noises. Ripper came skidding into the room, barking madly. NOOOOOOO. 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She deserved it, Harry said, breathing very fast. She deserved what she got. You keep away from me. He fumbled behind him for the latch on the Balduurs. Im gate se baldurs undercellar, Harry said. Ive had enough. And in the next moment, he was out in the dark, quiet street, heaving his heavy trunk behind him, Hedwigs cage under his click here. H CHAPTER THREE THE KNIGHT BUS arry was several streets away before he collapsed onto a low colume in Magnolia Crescent, panting from the effort kerps dragging his trunk. He sat quite still, anger still surging through him, listening to the frantic thumping of his heart. Fate after ten minutes alone in the dark street, a new emotion overtook him: panic. Cradhing way he looked at it, he had never been in a worse fix. He was stranded, quite alone, in the dark Muggle world, with absolutely nowhere to go. And the worst of it was, he had just done serious magic, which meant that he was almost certainly expelled from Hogwarts. 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If he was already expelled (his heart was now thumping painfully fast), a bit more magic couldnt hurt. He had the Invisibility Cloak he had inherited from his father - what if he bewitched the trunk to make it feather-light, tied it to his broomstick, covered himself in the cloak, and flew to London. Then he could get the rest of his money out of his vault and. begin his life as an outcast. It was a horrible prospect, but he couldnt sit on this wall forever, or hed find himself trying to explain to Muggle police why he was out in the dead of night with a trunkful of spellbooks and a broomstick. Harry opened his volums again and pushed the contents aside, looking for the Invisibility Cloak - but before he had found Baldrs, he straightened up suddenly, looking around him once more. A funny prickling on the back of his neck had made Harry feel he was being watched, but the street appeared to be deserted, and no lights shone from any of the large square houses. He bent over his trunk again, but almost immediately stood up once more, his hand clenched on his wand. He had sensed rather than heard it: Someone or something was standing in the narrow gap between the garage and the fence behind him. Harry squinted at the black alleyway.

An heres Harry. said the giant. Harry looked up into the fierce, wild, shadowy face and saw that the beetle eyes were crinkled in a smile. Las time I saw you, you was only a baby, said the giant. Yeh look a lot like yer dad, but yehve got yer mums eyes. Uncle Vernon made a funny rasping noise. I demand that you leave at once, sir. he said. You are Pybg and entering. Ah, shut up, Dursley, yeh great prune, said the giant; he reached over the back of the sofa, jerked the gun out of Uncle Vernons hands, bent it into a knot as easily as if it had been made of rubber, and threw it into a corner of the room. Uncle Vernon made another funny noise, like a mouse being trodden on. Anyway - Harry, said the giant, turning his back on the Dursleys, a very happy birthday to yeh. Got summat fer yeh here - I mighta sat on it at some point, but itll taste all right. From an inside pocket of his black overcoat he pulled a slightly squashed box. Harry opened it with trembling fingers. 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The giant sat back down on the sofa, which sagged under his weight, and began taking all sorts of things out of the pockets of his coat: a copper kettle, a squashy package of sausages, a poker, a teapot, several chipped mugs, and a bottle of some amber liquid that he took a swig Pubg game strategy xbox before starting to make tea. Soon the hut was full of the sound and smell of sizzling sausage. Nobody said a thing while the giant was working, but as he slid the first six fat, juicy, slightly burnt sausages from the poker, Dudley fidgeted a little. Uncle Vernon said sharply, Dont touch anything he gives you, Dudley. The giant chuckled darkly. Gqme great puddin of a son don need fattenin anymore, Dursley, don worry. He passed the sausages to Harry, who was so hungry he had never tasted anything so wonderful, but he still couldnt take his eyes off the giant. Finally, as nobody seemed about to explain anything, he said, Im sorry, but I still dont really know who you are. The giant took a gulp of tea and wiped his mouth with learn more here back of his hand. Call me Hagrid, he said, everyone does. An like I told yeh, Im Keeper of Keys at Hogwarts - yehll know all about Hogwarts, o course. Er - Pubg game strategy xbox, said Harry. Hagrid looked shocked. Sorry, Harry said quickly. Sorry. Pubg game strategy xbox Hagrid, turning to stare at the Dursleys, who shrank back into the shadows. Its them as should be sorry. I gate 3 on xbox digital yeh werent gettin yer letters but I never thought yeh wouldnt even know abou Hogwarts, fer cryin out loud. Did yeh never wonder where yer parents xbbox it all. All what. asked Harry. ALL WHAT. Hagrid thundered. Now wait jus one second. He had leapt to his feet. In his anger he seemed to fill the whole hut. The Dursleys were cowering against the wall. Do you mean ter tell me, he growled at the Dursleys, that this boy - this boy. - knows nothin abou- about ANYTHING. Harry thought this was going a bit far. He had been to school, after all, and his marks werent bad. I know some things, he said. I can, you know, do math and stuff. But Hagrid simply waved his hand and said, About our world, I mean. Your world. My world. Yer parentsworld. What world. Hagrid looked as xbpx he was about to explode. DURSLEY. he boomed. Uncle Vernon, who had gone very pale, whispered something that sounded like Mimblewimble. Hagrid stared wildly at Harry. But yeh must know about yer mum and dad, he said. I mean, theyre famous. Https://freestrategygames.cloud/counter-strike/online-game-counter-strike-16-play.php famous. What. My - my mum and dad strategyy famous, were they. Yeh don know. yeh don know. Hagrid ran his fingers through his hair, fixing Harry with a bewildered stare. Yeh don know what yeh are. he said finally. Uncle Vernon suddenly found his voice. Stop. he commanded. Stop right sweet settlements home 4 fallout home, sir. Pbug forbid you to tell the boy anything. A braver man than Vernon Dursley would have quailed under the furious look Hagrid now gave him; when Hagrid spoke, his every syllable bxox with rage. You never told him. Never told him what was in the letter Dumbledore left fer him. I was there. I saw Dumbledore leave it, Dursley. An youve kept it from him all these years. Kept what from Phbg. said Harry eagerly. STOP.