him. Lupins eyes were twinkling. How did you know about that? Harry asked. Professor McGonagall told me, said Lupin, passing Harry a chipped mug of tea. Youre not worried, are you? No, said Harry. He thought for a moment of telling Lupin about the dog hed seen in Magnolia Crescent but decided not to. He didnt want Lupin to think he was a coward, especially since Lupin already seemed to think he cou new england patriots tailgating ldnt cope with a boggart. FLIGHT OF THE FAT LADY .. 155 .. Something of Harrys thoughts seemed to have shown on h new england patriots tailgating is face, because Lupin said, Anything worrying you, Harry? No, Harry lied. He drank a bit of tea and watched the grindylow brandishing a fist at him. Yes, he said suddenly, putting his tea down on Lupins desk. You know that day we fought the boggart? Yes, said Lupin slowly. Why didnt
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eyes in horror. When hed opened them, the map had had its last word. Mr. Wormtail bids, Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball. Harry waited for the blow to fall. So new england patriots tailgating . . . , said Snape softly. Well see about this. . . . He strode across to his fire, seized a fistful of glittering powder from a jar on the fireplace, and threw it into the flames. Lupin! Snape called into the fire. I want a word! Utterly bewildered, Harry stared at the fire. A large shape had appeared in it, revolving very fast. Seconds later, Professor Lupin was clambering out of the fireplace, brushing ash off his shabby robes. You called, Severus? said Lupin mildly. I certainly did, said Snape, his face contorted with fury new england patriots tailgating as he strode back to his desk. I have just asked Potter to empty
horrible sort of hunger on his face. Im getting there, Sirius, Im getting there . . . well, highly exciting possibilities were open to us now that we could all transform. Soon we were leaving the Shrieking Shack and roaming the school grounds and the village by night. Sirius and James transformed into such large animals, they were able to keep a werewolf in check. I doubt whether any Hogwarts students ever found out more about the Hogwarts grounds an new england patriots tailgating d Hogsmeade than we did. . . . And thats how we cam new england patriots tailgating e to write the Marauders Map, and sign it with our nicknames. Sirius is Padfoot. Peter is Wormtail. James was Prongs. What sort of animal ? Harry began, but Hermione cut him off. That was still really dangerous! Running around in the dark with a werewolf! What if youd given the others the slip,
though he was close to laughing. Yeah . . . cantve tied him up properly, said Hagrid, gazing happily out over the grounds. I was worried this mornin, mind . . . thought he mighta met Professo new england patriots tailgating r Lupin on the grounds, b new england patriots tailgating ut Lupin says he never ate anythin las night. . . . What? said Harry quickly. Blimey, haven yeh heard? said Hagrid, his smile fading a little. He lowered his voice, even though there was nobody in sight. Er Snape told all the Slytherins this mornin. . . . Thought everyoned know by now . . . Professor Lupins a werewolf, see. An he was loose on the grounds las night. . . . Hes packin now, o course. Hes packing? said Harry, alarmed. Why? Leavin, isn he? said Hagrid, looking surprised that Harry had to ask. Resigned firs thing this mornin. Says he cant risk it happenin again.
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