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Rowling.
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Harry Potter and the Glove of Exodus.
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Chapter 2 : Leather
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Harry awoke with a start. Owls, of all shapes and sizes, surrounded
him. Each owl had a package tied to his or her leg, presents, all presents.
He had never seen so many owls, not even in the school owlery. Slowly he
started to untie each present before letting each messenger leave. There
had to be at least 20 presents lying on his bed before the last owl flew
away.
*
The presents seemed just as varied as the owls that delivered them.
Some, it seemed, had to be carried by more than one owl. One package in
particular caught Harry's eye. It was large and covered in red and gold
rapping, lions heads enchanted to roar silently, this present had come from
a Gryffindor, there was no mistaking that, but whoever it was they didn't
seem to be a label. Interested he thought to himself "It looks important,
I'll leave it to last."
*
Looking round he picked up an odd shaped package from his pillow and
after reading the note attached, he ripped off the paper. It was from an
old witch who had read his memorandum in the Quibbler. The present, he
found, was a bottle of "Truth Teller", Harry read the note attached,
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" 'Truth Teller' is a potion that, if swallowed, can tell the drinker
if the person in front of their eyes is a friend or foe. Useful for Witches
or Wizards in dangerous situations."
*
Interesting, thought Harry. When he had finished opening 19 of his
presents he turned to the last one that he had spotted earlier. Slowly he
pulled off the rapping and found a long box inside. Taped to the box was a
note, "The present inside this box is very special. Be careful with it.
Sirius."
*
Harry sucked in a breath; he hadn't been expecting a present from his
late godfather. Sirius had died the previous year when fighting the Death
Eaters in the Ministry of Magic. Opening the box Harry took in another
breath, inside was a long leather wizard's coat, like a muggle's trench
coat. It was beautiful, the leather was pitch black and it looked
expensive.
*
Slowly he put it on, it was light and cool against his pyjamas.
Feeling inside the pocket he found a pair of sunglasses and "WIZZ GELL",
the gell that sorts out all hair. Taking off his glasses he walked to the
mirror and put on the sunglasses, surprised to find that he could see
perfectly well, the sunglasses acted better than his muggle glasses, as if
that was surprising.
*
This is great, he thought, he could wear the jacket in both the
muggle and wizard worlds, and with the glasses the neighbours would freak.
Slowly he picked up all wizard looking presents and hid them under the
floorboard, and put the more normal muggle looking presents, that were
enchanted to do magnificent things, on the desk by his window. Lastly he
took the jacket and hung it up in the wardrobe, he would be needing it in
the morning.
*
Slowly he feel asleep, feeling happier than he had done all summer,
he had received presents from school friends, but also presents from
witches and wizards he had never new. Most of them had read what he had
told the Quibbler and felt sorry for the way he had been treated and
whished that he stood for Minister for Magic as soon as he was out of
school. Many of the presents were dark arts detectors but some were from
people who new of his love for Quidditch and had sent him books and posters
of various teams.
*
Ron had sent him Famous Seekers and their Moves, which explained
different tactics used by seekers over the years. Hermione had sent him a
book called N.E.W.T.s REVISION GUIDE; "It's never too early to start
working for your N.E.W.T.s" she had explained in her note. Hagrid sent his
a box of Soft Toffee and a note telling to expect his O.W.L. results any
day.
*
Chapter 3 : O.W.Ls
don't recognise. Harry Potter is copyrighted by Warner Bros. And J. K.
Rowling.
:
:
Harry Potter and the Glove of Exodus.
*
Chapter 2 : Leather
*
Harry awoke with a start. Owls, of all shapes and sizes, surrounded
him. Each owl had a package tied to his or her leg, presents, all presents.
He had never seen so many owls, not even in the school owlery. Slowly he
started to untie each present before letting each messenger leave. There
had to be at least 20 presents lying on his bed before the last owl flew
away.
*
The presents seemed just as varied as the owls that delivered them.
Some, it seemed, had to be carried by more than one owl. One package in
particular caught Harry's eye. It was large and covered in red and gold
rapping, lions heads enchanted to roar silently, this present had come from
a Gryffindor, there was no mistaking that, but whoever it was they didn't
seem to be a label. Interested he thought to himself "It looks important,
I'll leave it to last."
*
Looking round he picked up an odd shaped package from his pillow and
after reading the note attached, he ripped off the paper. It was from an
old witch who had read his memorandum in the Quibbler. The present, he
found, was a bottle of "Truth Teller", Harry read the note attached,
*
" 'Truth Teller' is a potion that, if swallowed, can tell the drinker
if the person in front of their eyes is a friend or foe. Useful for Witches
or Wizards in dangerous situations."
*
Interesting, thought Harry. When he had finished opening 19 of his
presents he turned to the last one that he had spotted earlier. Slowly he
pulled off the rapping and found a long box inside. Taped to the box was a
note, "The present inside this box is very special. Be careful with it.
Sirius."
*
Harry sucked in a breath; he hadn't been expecting a present from his
late godfather. Sirius had died the previous year when fighting the Death
Eaters in the Ministry of Magic. Opening the box Harry took in another
breath, inside was a long leather wizard's coat, like a muggle's trench
coat. It was beautiful, the leather was pitch black and it looked
expensive.
*
Slowly he put it on, it was light and cool against his pyjamas.
Feeling inside the pocket he found a pair of sunglasses and "WIZZ GELL",
the gell that sorts out all hair. Taking off his glasses he walked to the
mirror and put on the sunglasses, surprised to find that he could see
perfectly well, the sunglasses acted better than his muggle glasses, as if
that was surprising.
*
This is great, he thought, he could wear the jacket in both the
muggle and wizard worlds, and with the glasses the neighbours would freak.
Slowly he picked up all wizard looking presents and hid them under the
floorboard, and put the more normal muggle looking presents, that were
enchanted to do magnificent things, on the desk by his window. Lastly he
took the jacket and hung it up in the wardrobe, he would be needing it in
the morning.
*
Slowly he feel asleep, feeling happier than he had done all summer,
he had received presents from school friends, but also presents from
witches and wizards he had never new. Most of them had read what he had
told the Quibbler and felt sorry for the way he had been treated and
whished that he stood for Minister for Magic as soon as he was out of
school. Many of the presents were dark arts detectors but some were from
people who new of his love for Quidditch and had sent him books and posters
of various teams.
*
Ron had sent him Famous Seekers and their Moves, which explained
different tactics used by seekers over the years. Hermione had sent him a
book called N.E.W.T.s REVISION GUIDE; "It's never too early to start
working for your N.E.W.T.s" she had explained in her note. Hagrid sent his
a box of Soft Toffee and a note telling to expect his O.W.L. results any
day.
*
Chapter 3 : O.W.Ls
