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It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingng the slightest trace of meaning behind. He was waiting for a call from the President of a far distant country, and between wondering when the wretched man would telephone, and trying to suppress unpleasant memories of what had been a very long, tiring, and difficult week, there was not much space Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingin his head for anything else. The more he attempted to focus on the print on the page before him, the more clearly the Prime Minister could see the gHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
loating face of one of his political opponents. This particular opponent had appeared on the news that very day, not only to enumerate all the terriblIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlings fault.The Prime Minister's pulse quickened at the very thought of these accusations, for they were neither fair nor true. How on earth was his government supposed to have stopped that bridge collapsing? It was outrageous for anybody to suggest that they were not spending enough on bridges. The bri Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingdge was fewer than ten years old, and the best experts were at a loss to explain why it had snapped cleanly in two, sending a dozen cars into the wateHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
ry depths of the river below. And how dare anyone suggest that it was lack of policemen that had resulted in those two very nasty and well-publicized It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling property? And was it his fault that one of his Junior Ministers, Herbert Chorley, had chosen this week to act so peculiarly that he was now going to be spending a lot more time with his family?"A grim mood has gripped the country," the opponent had concluded, barely concealing his own broad grin.An Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingd unfortunately, this was perfectly true. The Prime Minister felt it himself; people really did seem more miserable than usual. Even the weather was dHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
ismal; all this chilly mist in the middle of July... It wasn't right, it wasn't normal...He turned over the second page of the memo, saw how much longIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingh from the sleeves of his long pin-striped cloak, a lime-green bowler hat in his hand."Ah... Prime Minister," said Cornelius Fudge, striding forward with his hand outstretched. "Good to see you again."The Prime Minister could not honestly return this compliment, so said nothing at all. He was not re Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingmotely pleased to see Fudge, whose occasional appearances, apart from being downright alarming in themselves, generally meant that he was about to heaHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
r some very bad news. Furthermore, Fudge was looking distinctly careworn. He was thinner, balder, and grayer, and his face had a crumpled look. The PrIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingy and gesturing toward the hardest of the chairs in front of the desk."Difficult to know where to begin," muttered Fudge, pulling up the chair, sitting down, and placing his green bowler upon his knees. "What a week, what a week...""Had a bad one too, have you?" asked the Prime Minister stiffly, hop Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlinging to convey by this that he had quite enough on his plate already without any extra helpings from Fudge."Yes, of course," said Fudge, rubbing his eyHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
es wearily and looking morosely at the Prime Minister. "I've been having the same week you have, Prime Minister. The Brockdale Bridge... the Bones andIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling things, were they?"Fudge fixed the Prime Minister with a rather stern look. "Of course they were," he said, "Surely you’ve realized what’s going on?" "I..." hesitated the Prime Minister.It was precisely this sort of behavior that made him dislike Fudge's visits so much. He was, after all, the Prime Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling Minister and did not appreciate being made to feel like an ignorant schoolboy. But of course, it had been like this from his very first meeting withHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
Fudge on his very first evening as Prime Minister. He remembered it as though it were yesterday and knew it would haunt him until his dying day.He hadIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlinghind him, just like tonight, and turned to find that ugly little portrait talking to him, announcing that the Minister of Magic was about to arrive and introduce himselfNaturally, he had thought that the long campaign and the strain of the election had caused him to go mad. He had been utterly terri Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingfied to find a portrait talking to him, though this had been nothing to how he felt when a self-proclaimed wizard had bounced out of the fireplace andHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
shaken his hand. He had remained speechless throughout Fudge's kindly explanation that there were witches and wizards still living in secret all overIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingmunity and prevented the nonmagical population from getting wind of them. It was, said Fudge, a difficult job that encompassed everything from regulations on responsible use of broomsticks to keeping the dragon population under control (the Prime Minister remembered clutching the desk for support at Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling this point). Fudge had then patted the shoulder of the sLill-dumbstruck Prime Minister in a fatherly sort of way."Not to worry," he had said, "it’s oHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
dds-on you'll never see me again. I’ll only bother you if there's something really serious going on our end, something that's likely to affect the MugIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling. He tried to throw me out the window, thought I was a hoax planned by the opposition."At this, the Prime Minister had found his voice at last. "You're-you're not a hoax, then?"It had been his last, desperate hope."No," said Fudge gently. "No, I'm afraid I'm not. Look."And he had turned the Prime Mi Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingnister's teacup into a gerbil."But," said the Prime Minister breathlessly, watching his teacup chewing on the corner of his next speech, "but why-whyHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
has nobody told me-?""The Minister of Magic only reveals him--or herself to the Muggle Prime Minister of the day," said Fudge, poking his wand back inIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling"At this, Fudge had actually laughed."My dear Prime Minister, are you ever going to tell anybody?"Still chortling, Fudge had thrown some powder into the fireplace, stepped into the emerald flames, and vanished with a whooshing sound. The Prime Minister had stood there, quite motionless, and realized Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling that he would never, as long as he lived, dare mention this encounter to a living soul, for who in the wide world would believe him?The shock had takHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
en a little while to wear off. For a time, he had tried to convince himself that Fudge had indeed been a hallucination brought on by lack of sleep durIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingdelighted niece and instructed his private secretary to take down the portrait of the ugly little man who had announced Fudge's arrival. To the Prime Minister's dismay, however, the portrait had proved impossible to remove. When several carpenters, a builder or two, an art historian, and the Chancel Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlinglor of the Exchequer had all tried unsuccessfully to prise it from the wall, the Prime Minister had abandoned the attempt and simply resolved to hopeHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
that the thing remained motionless and silent for the rest of his term in office. Occasionally he could have sworn he saw out of the corner of his eyeIt was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leavin Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingetch of muddy-brown canvas behind. However, he had trained himself not to look at the picture very much, and always to tell himself firmly that his eyes were playing tricks on him when anything like this happened.Then, three years ago, on a night very like tonight, the Prime Minister had been alone Harry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowlingin his office when the portrait had once again announced the imminent arrival of Fudge, who had burst out of the fireplace, sopping wet and in a stateHarry potter 6 half blood pri j k rowling
of considerable panic.Before the Prime Minister could ask why he was dripping all over the Axminster, Fudge had started ranting about a prison the PrGọi ngay
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