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What are those horse things? Harry said, as he, Ron, and Luna made for the carriage 100in which Hermione and Ginny were already sitting.
What horse things?
The horse things pulling the carriages! said Harry impatiently. They were, after all, about three feet from the nearest one; it was watching them with empty white eyes. Ron, however, gave 101Harry a perplexed look.
What are you talking about?
I’m talking aboutlook!
Harry grabbed Ron’s arm and wheeled him about so that he was face to face with the102winged horse. Ron stared straight at it for a second, then looked back at Harry.
What am I supposed to be looking at?
At thethere, between the shafts! HarBest Suits Your Dress
Professor Umbridge paused here and made a little bow to her fellow staff members, none of whom bowed back to her. Professor McGonagall’s dark eyebrows had contracted so that she looked positively hawklike, and Harry distinctly saw her exchange a significant glance with Professor Sprout as Umbridge 300gave another little hem, hem and went on with her speech.
Every headmaster and headmistress of Hogwarts has brought something new to the weighty task of governing this historic school, and that is as it should be, for without progress there will be stagnation and decay. There again, progress for progress’s 301sake must be discouraged, for our tried and tested traditions often require no tinkering. A balance, then, between old and new, between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation …
Harry found his attentiveness ebbing,302 as though his brain was slipping in and out of tune. The quiet that always filled the be Card Processing
Mrs. Weasley shoved
Harry away towards the train door, hissing, For heaven’s sake, act more like a dog, Sirius!
See you! Harry called out of200 the open window as the train began to move, while Ron, Hermione, and Ginny waved beside him. The figures of Tonks, Lupin, Moody, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley shrank rapidly but the black dog was bounding alongside the window, wagging its tail; blurred people on the platform were laughing to see it chasing the train, then they201 rounded a bend, and Sirius was gone.
He shouldn’t have come with us, said Hermione in a worried voice.
Oh, lighten up, said Ron, he 202hasn’t seen daylight for months, poor bloke.
Well, said Fred, clapping his hands together, can’t stand around chatting all day, we’ve got business to discuss with Lee. See you later, and he and Label Printing
I haven’t got Pig yet!
Ron said, but Hermione was already heading off towards the nearest unoccupied coach.100 Harry remained behind with Ron.
What are those things, d’101you reckon? he asked Ron, nodding at the horrible horses as the other students surged past them.
Luna appeared holding Pigwidgeon’s cage in her arms; the tiny owl was twittering excitedly as usual.
Here you are, she said. 102He’s a sweet little owl, isn’t he?
Er … yeah … he’s all right, said Ron gruffly. Well, come on then, let’s get in…. What were you saying, Harry?
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He reached Harry last
gave him a clap on the shoulder. You too, Harry. Be careful.
Yeah, keep your head down 300and your eyes peeled, said Moody, shaking Harry’s hand too. And don’t forget, all of youcareful what you put in writing. If in doubt, don’t put it in a letter at all.
It’s been great meeting all of you, said Tonks, hugging Hermione and Ginny. We’301ll see you soon, I expect.
A warning whistle sounded; the students still on the platform started hurrying on to the train.
Quick, quick, said Mrs. 302Weasley distractedly, hugging them at random and catching Harry twice, Write…. Be good…. If you’ve forgotten anything we’ll send it on…. Onto the train, now, hurry….
For one brief moment, the great black dog reared on to its hind legs and placed its front paws on Harry’s shoulders, but
A short distance away
Draco Malfoy, followed by a small gang of cronies including Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy Parkinson, was pushing some timid-looking 200second-years out of the way so that he and his friends could get a coach to themselves. Seconds later, Hermione emerged panting from the crowd.
Malfoy was being absolutely foul to a first-year back there. I swear I’m going to201 report him, he’s only had his badge three minutes and he’s using it to bully people worse than ever…. Where’s Crookshanks?
Ginny’s got him, said Harry. There she is….
Ginny had just emerged from 202the crowd, clutching a squirming Crookshanks.
Thanks, said Hermione, relieving Ginny of the cat. Come on, let’s get a carriage together before they all fill up….
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A go at him every few days….
Harry did not look round; he did not want Lupin or Kingsley to know he had heard. Though not remotely hungry, he followed Mundungus back 100towards the table. His pleasure in the party had evaporated as quickly as it had come; he wished he were upstairs in bed.
Mad-Eye Moody was sniffing at a chicken leg with what remained of his nose; evidently he could not detect any trace of poison, because he then tore a strip off it with his teeth.
…the handle’s made of Spanish 101oak with anti-jinx varnish and in-built vibration control Ron was saying to Tonks.
Mrs. Weasley yawned widely.
Well, I think I’ll sort out that boggart before I turn in…. Arthur, I don’t want102this lot up too late, all right?
Mr. and Mrs.
Weasley would want to know how Fred and George were financing their joke shop business when, as was inevitable, they finally found out about it. Giving the twins his Triwizard winnings had seemed a simple thing to do at the time, but what 100if it led to another family row and a Percy-like estrangement? Would Mrs. Weasley still feel that Harry was as good as her son if she found out he had made it possible for Fred and George to start a career she thought quite unsuitable?
Standing where the twins had left him, with nothing but a guilty weight in the pit of his stomach for company, Harry caught the sound of his own name. Kingsley Shacklebolt’s deep voice was 101audible even over the surrounding chatter.
…why Dumbledore didn’t make Potter a prefect? said Kingsley.
He’ll have had his reasons,102 replied Lupin.
But it would’ve shown confidence in him. It’s what I’d've done, persisted Kingsley, specially with the
A porter’s cap pulled
Low over his mismatched eyes, Moody came limping through the archway pushing a trolley loaded with their trunks.
All okay, he muttered to Mrs.300 Weasley and Tonks, don’t think we were followed….
Seconds later, Mr. Weasley emerged on to the platform with Ron and Hermione. They had almost unloaded Moody’s luggage trolley when Fred, George, 301and Ginny turned up with Lupin.
No trouble? growled Moody.
Nothing, said Lupin.
I’ll still be reporting Sturgis to 302Dumbledore, said Moody, that’s the second time he’s not turned up in a week. Getting as unreliable as Mundungus.
Well, look after yourselves, said Lupin, shaking hands all round.
Called them horses
Though there was something reptilian about them, too. They were completely fleshless, their black coats clinging to their skeletons, of200 which every bone was visible. Their heads were dragonish, and their pupil-less eyes white and staring. Wings sprouted from each withervast, black leathery wings that looked as though they ought to belong to giant bats. Standing still and quiet in the gathering gloom, the creatures looked eerie and sinister. Harry could not understand why the coaches were being pulled 201by these horrible horses when they were quite capable of moving along by themselves.
Where’s Pig? said Ron’s voice,202 right behind Harry.
That Luna girl was carrying him, said Harry, turning quickly, eager to consult Ron about Hagrid. Where d’you reckon
Hagrid is? I dunno, said Ron, sounding worried. He’d better be okay….