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HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE
PHOENIX
The Entire Book
HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX............................................ 1
CHAPTER 1 – THE TRIP.................................................................................................. 2
CHAPTER 2 – MIRROR-MUNCHIES ............................................................................. 8
CHAPTER 3 – THE LETTER.......................................................................................... 18
CHAPTER 4 – AMBUSH AT MRS. FIGG’S.................................................................. 22
CHAPTER 5 – THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX.......................................................... 25
CHAPTER 6 – BLACK PHOENIXES............................................................................. 30
CHAPTER 8 – NEW STUDENTS................................................................................... 39
CHAPTER 9 – CLONUSOUTS AND TRYOUTS.......................................................... 46
CHAPTER 10 – DECISIONS .......................................................................................... 55
Chapter 11- Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff.............................................................................. 62
Chapter 12- Transformation Training............................................................................... 79
Chapter 13- Animals......................................................................................................... 89
Chapter 14- Dueling and Morphing................................................................................ 103
Chapter 15- The Plan ...................................................................................................... 113
Chapter 16- The Return of the Phoenix .......................................................................... 125
Chapter 17- Azkaban ...................................................................................................... 133
Chapter 18- Back To Hogwarts ...................................................................................... 146
Chapter 19- The New Dueling Club ............................................................................... 157
Chapter 20- The Trap...................................................................................................... 178
Chapter 21- The Yule Ball.............................................................................................. 193
Chapter 22- The Aftermath............................................................................................. 213
Chapter 23- Second Round ............................................................................................. 219
Chapter 24- The Quidditch Final .................................................................................... 234
Chapter 25- The Final Duel ............................................................................................ 244
Chapter 26- The O.W.L.s................................................................................................ 262
Chapter 27- Dungeons and Dragons............................................................................... 286
Chapter 28- Harry’s Order.............................................................................................. 306
Chapter 29- Voldemort’s Story....................................................................................... 319
Chapter 30- The Phoenix of the Order............................................................................ 337
Chapter 31- The Surprise Order...................................................................................... 342
Chapter 32- Truth and True Correspondents .................................................................. 348
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CHAPTER 1 – THE TRIP
It was the most wonderful feeling Harry ever experienced. He was flying through
the air, feeling the wind blow by and through his entire body. The warm sun was glowing
all over him and some birds were flying by, singing merrily. He raced them, not knowing
where to, just knowing he was having the best time of his life. As Harry was shooting
ahead, he looked forward, and saw a thin line on the ground. Harry threw his
hands back, getting a sudden burst of speed. He was going far faster than the birds now,
he could hear their voices trailing behind him, getting farther and farther behind him. The
thin line was getting closer as Harry sped up. As he got nearer to it, the Sun’s warmth
became slightly colder, and the wind was blowing much harder. Despite this, he
continued on, having a huge desire to see what the line was dividing.
Harry suddenly realized that he was shivering, and his teeth were chattering. The
wind was approaching the speeds of that of a hurricane. It just kept blowing harder and
harder, until Harry was unable to fight against it any longer. So, he fell.
He was falling, falling, falling. Faster, faster and faster. The ground was rushing
at him. He fell through the clouds, and could just about make out the top of some houses.
He could see some cars. Now, he can make out someone below him. Harry abruptly
realized what was happening, and he let out a scream, anticipating the painful impact…
when all of a sudden he felt hands below him.
Someone caught him. Harry let out a sigh of relief. The hands below him felt
bony and weak, they were concealed in a long flowing black robe. Harry looked up to see
the face that went with the arms, and as soon as his eyes met the face, he wished he
hadn’t been caught at all. It felt as though there was a brick in his stomach that suddenly
moved up out of his mouth, escaping with a scream. The face belong to Voldemort. He
merely gave Harry a small grin.
Harry jumped out of Voldemort’s hands, and started running away. Green rays
were shooting by him, and Harry recognized the green rays as killing curse beams. He
kept running, not knowing where he was going. All of a sudden, he saw someone! Two
people actually, a man and a woman… they looked very familiar.
Harry ran as fast as he could towards them, spells still shooting by him every
second. All Harry did was try and concentrate on the people ahead of him. As soon as he
got a little closer to them, he realized who they were… they were his parents.
The woman was tall, and had red hair and unmistakable green eyes. She was
cradling a bundle of blankets in her arms… it looked like a baby. Next to her, there was
an even taller skinny man with untidy black hair. He was staring down at the bundle of
blankets.
What were they doing here? Weren’t they… dead? All of these questions were
running through Harry’s mind when he suddenly remembered how he had gotten to see
his parents in the first place. Voldemort!
“We have to get out of here!” Harry yelled to them. But, it was as if he didn’t
even say anything… or exist for that matter. His mom kept cradling the bundle of
blankets, and his dad was just watching her.
“Voldemort’s here!” yelled Harry as loud as he could. “We have to go!”
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This time, they looked at him, and Harry felt relief come over him. Then, he felt a
hand come over his shoulder, and squeeze down hard. He didn’t even have to turn around
to see who it was that was holding onto him… the bony fingers gave it all away.
“Give me the boy…” Voldemort hissed.
“You already know we won’t,” said Harry’s dad.
“We had an agreement,” said his mom, setting the bundle down into a cradle next
to her that seemed to have just appeared. What agreement? Harry never knew that his
parents had ever made some sort of deal with Voldemort.
“Yes, well… that agreement did not benefit me enough to continue it,” said
Voldemort. “I would rather just take the boy now.”
“Never,” said both of Harry’s parents together.
“If you will not give him to me, then I will take him by force!” yelled Voldemort,
brandishing his wand. Harry saw his father immediately respond by taking his out too.
But, he wasn’t fast enough.
“Avada Kedavra!” yelled Voldemort. The familiar green flash brightened the
white oblivion round them… where had the world gone? It seemed to have all just
disappeared.
That was the last thing on Harry’s mind, though. He saw his father be hit by the
Killing Curse, and fall to the ground with a large thud. He was dead.
“No! James!” yelled Harry’s mom, running over to him.
“Now give me the boy and you shall live,” said Voldemort, pointing his wand
right at Harry’s mom.
“I shall never hand him over to you, even if it means my death!” she said.
“Very well then…” said Voldemort. “Avada Kedavra!”
The world flashed green again, and Harry’s mom collapsed to the floor, right on
top of James. Voldemort walked over to the cradle that the baby version of Harry was in.
He gave a sickening version of a smile, and pointed his wand right at Harry, and
mumbled the Killing Curse.
Suddenly, there was a massive explosion like none Harry had ever experienced
before. It was as if a nuclear bomb went off right in front of his eyes. The entire world
turned black for an instant, and Voldemort, and his mom and dad were blown away. It
lasted for only a second though… and Harry was back in his white, infinite oblivion… all
alone this time.
“Harry…”, came a voice. It was a soft, soothing voice that was barely loud
enough to be heard. Harry ran toward where he thought the voice was coming from,
though the world around him was appearing to get lighter.
“Harry…” This time, the voice was slightly louder. Harry ran faster… maybe it
was his mom! Maybe she didn’t die after all! The voice rang out again, and again and
Harry ran faster and faster, not caring that he was getting tired.
“Harry!”, yelled the voice. It was not soothing at all this time, it was instead very
harsh and loud. The world around Harry was spinning now, with many colors. The voice
was yelling at him almost every second, and the world was coming into a blurry focus.
Harry shook his head, rubbed his eyes and looked around. He was in a small room… in a
bed… with pajamas on… what was going on?
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It now came to Harry that he had been dreaming, and was back now in his real
life. However, Harry’s real life is nothing like ours. Harry is a wizard. Though, not a full
wizard yet. He is still a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry threw his covers off himself, and climbed groggily out of bed. Every
second he moved, he lost more and more memory of the dream he had. He remembered
seeing his mom… and something about Voldemort… but that was it.
He groped around the table next to his bed fro his glasses and put them on. Now
his room came into focus and he walked over to his closet to pick out some clothes.
“HARRY!”, yelled the voice. Now Harry knew who was making it, his Aunt
Petunia. His door exploded open and his she blasted through.
“Harry get down here this- oh!”, she saw Harry while he was changing his pants
and all he had on was his underwear. She quickly backed out of the room and yelled, just
as loudly as before, “Get downstairs now! It’s Dudley’s birthday, and you’re late! We
need you to make breakfast!”
Harry heard her go downstairs. Harry quickly finished changing into his clothes
and went to the door. He opened it, and turned around to look at his room before he went
down. It contained many things that would be in our dreams: there was a cauldron by his
bed that contained books on magic. Next to the window in his room was an owl cage that
contained Harry’s owl, Hedwig. She was a snowy white owl that was used to send and
receive letters. Harry’s two most recent letters were on his wall next to Hedwig. Once
was from Hermione Granger, one of Harry’s best friends from Hogwarts. It read:
Dear Harry,
Since I won’t be able to send you another letter soon, happy birthday. I am having
a great time here with Viktor at his house, I hope you are doing well with your aunt and
uncle. Even though I’ve been with Viktor, I have been doing a lot of thinking, especially
about what Dumbledore said last year. Since You-Know-Who (most wizards were too
afraid to use Voldemort’s real name, so they said ‘You-Know-Who’ instead) is back,
you’ll have to be extra careful since you do seem to run into him often. I’ve also been
wondering about what the jobs are that Dumbledore sent everyone to do. I guess we’ll
find out this September.
Sincerely,
Hermione
That letter was exactly like Hermione. Always worried and concerned, though
never forgetting to do work. However, she did have some good points. Harry was
wondering about what Dumbledore said last year. He sent Hagrid (the groundskeeper at
Hogwarts) on a secret Summer job, he sent Professor Snape (Harry’s potion’s teacher
who was Harry’s only reason to dislike Hogwarts) as some sort of spy to Voldemort, and
Dumbledore asked the rest of the professors to “gather the old crowd”.
Harry was also surprised, in reading Hermione’s letter, that she did go to Krum’s
mansion for the Summer. Viktor Krum is an excellent Quidditch player, he is the Seeker
on the Bulgarian Quidditch team, the same position Harry plays on the Hogwarts
Gryffindor House’s Quidditch team. At the end of the year, she said she was still
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“thinking about it”, so Harry assumed she wasn’t going to go. He couldn’t wait to get
back to Hogwarts and ask her all about it.
The other letter on Harry’s wall was from his other best friend at Hogwarts, Ron
Weasley. It read:
Hey Harry! Hope you’re well, I know we’re not doing too good here. That money
you gave Fred and George last year, I’m not sure if that was such a good idea. They now
seem more determined than ever to set up their joke shop, and since they got so much
money from you for funding, mom can’t object to them doing it. Every day, it seems,
they have some new invention that they’re more than willing to test out on us. When
we’re not turning into an animal or something from eating a candy, our faces turn green,
or we grow an extra ear on our forehead.
Because of the chaos here, I doubt we’ll be able to come over and help you if the
Muggles try and keep you from coming back to Hogwarts, or just make you miserable.
So, I gave Pig a map that leads you from your house to our house. It took a while to make
since dad’s Muggle maps can’t talk. I hope you don’t have to use it in an emergency, but
go ahead and use it to get here for fun!
See ya soon!
Ron
Harry had the map in his pocket at all times, just in case he needed it. Even
though the names of the roads and towns were written very messily, Harry guessed he
could just fly to the Weasley’s house on his broomstick if he really had to.
Harry couldn’t help but laugh when he came to the part about Fred and George’s
joke shop. Last year, Fred and George (Ron’s older identical twin brothers) decided they
wanted to open up a joke store (called Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes) and make their living
doing that. Mrs. Weasley, whose other three sons had graduated from Hogwarts and gone
into “respectable” businesses (except for maybe Charlie who bred Dragons), would have
nothing to do with their joke shop idea and destroyed all their inventions. Later that year,
Harry won a tournament at school, and got a thousand galleons (quite a sum of money in
the wizarding world). Already having a small fortune inherited from his parents, Harry
gave the money to Fred and George to support their business since he liked the idea.
“HARRY! GET DOWN HERE NOW!” came a giant booming voice from
downstairs. The voice belonged to his Uncle Vernon, obviously upset that Harry had
taken so long to come down. However, Harry was used to this kind of treatment. The
Dursley’s hated magic in any form and, because of this, they despised Harry.
So, even though Harry was used to this way of communication, he thought it best
to not upset Uncle Vernon any more, and he started on his way downstairs, which turned
out to be a good deal more difficult than other trips doing the same. Every step was
littered with wrapping paper, boxes, cards, tape, bubble wrap, and even some forgotten
presents. Though he tripped twice (once on a box, and on a shirt), Harry eventually made
his way to the bottom of the staircase, and headed to the kitchen where he tended to the
bacon and pancakes on the stove. His cousin, Dudley was sitting at the table that was an
island in the sea of wrappings. He was opening another present right now.
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“Oooh another present! I wonder what it could be!” said Dudley as he tore open
the next box in a giant pile next to him. Within two seconds, the present was open, and
Dudley pulled out a giant red shirt. “Oh no, not another one!”
“Another XXXXXXXL shirt Dudley?” laughed Uncle Vernon as Dudley began
opening his next gift. “Well then, just be glad that you can’t wear them anymore
anyway.” It was true though. Last Summer, Dudley might have been too small for that
shirt but, since his school, Smeltings, did not store uniforms in that size, Dudley was
forced on an extreme diet that must’ve been enforced throughout his entire year there due
to the amazing amount of weight he lost. Dudley was just a little bigger than Harry now,
who was extremely skinny after being practically starved by the Dursleys for ten years.
“Yes!” said Dudley after opening his latest present. It was evidently some video
game he had wanted as that was the only thing that could make Dudley so happy. Then,
when Dudley reached for his next present, he let out a shriek.
“Ah! There’s only one left! Oh, but it’s a big one!” Dudley walked over to the
giant box which was at least as tall as Harry, and about five times as wide. Dudley
climbed on top, and ripped the ribbon off as fast as he could. Aunt Petunia and Uncle
Vernon were smiling in the back.
“Oh man! This one’s gotta be good!” Dudley threw off the last of the wrapping to
reveal…
“Another box!” yelled Dudley. This made Harry look over from the stove.
Wrapped in the box that Dudley had just opened was another box that was identical to the
previous one in every way, except for the fact that it was smaller. However, this did not
make Dudley and less determined, in fact he looked as though this was a present he really
wanted to conquer.
Just as Dudley threw off the ribbon of the latest box, Harry let out a laugh.
Another box was inside that one, once again, identical to the last. Dudley quickly ripped
through that one, and the present inside was again a box.
This continued for fourteen more boxes until Dudley, looking like he might
explode at any second, opened the last one which was about the size of a hamburger.
Instead of there being another box inside, there was an envelope. Dudley opened it, and
nearly fainted.
“Oh… my… god!” he stuttered. Harry walked away from the stove and over
towards the presents to see what could have possibly made Dudley speechless.
“Get away from those boy!” yelled Uncle Vernon, “we didn’t get one for you!”
“What?” asked Harry, “one… one what?” questioned Harry.
“Tickets! A ticket!” replied Uncle Vernon.
“Tickets, to where?” asked Harry.
“To… to… Hawaii!” yelled Dudley. He held up the three tickets that were bright
yellow with hula dancers on them.
“Wow, that’s great. I think I’ll just explode with happiness due to the fact that
I’M NOT GOING!” yelled Harry. Even though he had never gone with the Dursley’s on
any of their trips, they had never rubbed it in his face so much.
“That’s right you’re not going!” said Aunt Petunia. “We’re taking YOU to Mrs.
Figg’s house next week, when we leave.”
Harry was not going to put up with this. It was almost his fifteenth birthday, and
he didn’t have to deal with his Aunt and Uncle’s dictatorship over him anymore.
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“NO!”, yelled Harry as loud as he could, his Aunt and Uncle looked appalled.
“HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK-” said Uncle Vernon before he was cut off.
“No! I’m NOT going to go to Mrs. Figg’s, I’m going to Ron’s house!” said Harry
as he started running back upstairs, avoiding the presents. He could hear Uncle Vernon
behind him, closing in.
All Harry has to do was grab the map, his owl, and fly out on his broomstick, and
the Dursleys would not be able to do anything about it. Nothing they owned could fly,
and they would not pursue him into wizard lands anyway.
Just as Harry reached the door, he felt Uncle Vernon’s presence right behind him.
Harry threw open the door, and saw the strangest sight he ever saw: his owl was fighting
with a black phoenix.
The phoenix was about five times as large as Hedwig, and a million times darker.
It wasn’t just black, it was a pure-black, with dark flames coming out all around it. It had
an unnaturally long beak with small sharp teeth all around it. It was pulling Hedwig apart,
feathers and blood were everywhere.
Just then, the phoenix stopped fighting with Hedwig, and looked at Harry. There
was an explosion of piercing, white-hot pain in Harry’s forehead. He could feel himself
falling backwards, then quickly falling into unconscious. He collapsed on the floor.
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CHAPTER 2 – MIRROR-MUNCHIES
Harry woke up what felt like days later to him, though it must’ve been only a few
minutes. He shook himself up, and ran over to Hedwig. She looked like she had been
mauled by a garbage disposal. Harry picked her up into his arms and put her chest to his
ears. She was still breathing, and he could feel her heart beating.
Harry set her down on a bed, and looked through his cauldron for his wand. When
he found his wand, he took it out of the cauldron, and pointed it at Hedwig.
“Anicure!” said Harry. Even though he wasn’t allowed to use magic out of school
for fun, if a life and death situation arose, it was legal.
A small glowing fish, bird, and dog flew out of Harry’s wand and into Hedwig.
She glowed bright yellow for a second, then went back to her normal white. She opened
her eyes, and ruffled her feathers. Hedwig then flew back to her cage, and let out a large
hoot. As she flew over, Harry looked around his room, and almost screamed when he saw
Dudley, just sitting there in a chair in the corner of his room.
“Dudley…” gasped Harry. “What are you doing here?”
“I have something for you,” he said, standing up with his arms behind his back.
“Dudley,” sighed Harry, “I don’t have time for this right now, my owl is hurt and-
”
“Here,” said Dudley, extending his arm to Harry. Right on top of his palm, there
was a small, brown box. What was he up to? Dudley had never given Harry a real present
in his life! Could it really be real?
“Take it,” said Dudley, sensing Harry’s hesitation. Harry was almost afraid to
take it, it was probably just another one of his pathetic jokes. “I promise its not a joke,
just take it, alright?”
There was something about the way he said it that convinced Harry. With a
questioning look on his face, Harry grabbed the small box out of Dudley’s hand, and
opened it. Inside, there was the most beautiful watch he had ever seen.
It was made out of some sort of green crystal, it shimmered all over. At the place
in the watch where the face would be, there were a tiny snake-head, with two red rubies
for the eyes, and its tongue going around as the hand. It was intricately carved all over, to
look like not just any snake, but a Basilisk! The king of all snakes!
“Th- thanks, Dudley,” said Harry, having no clue what to think. Throughout his
entire life, Dudley had never even said one nice thing to Harry, much less give something
to him… voluntarily. Maybe he had turned over a new leaf.
“Happy Birthday!” said Dudley.
“What?” said Harry. “Um… there’s still several weeks until my birthday,
Dudley.”
“I know, but since we’re leaving for Hawaii next week, I figured I won’t have
time to give it to you on your actual birthday.”
“Where did you find it?” asked Harry, still looking it over and admiring it.
“I found it in the basement,” he said. “It was in a box labeled ‘Lily’”
Harry immediately looked up at him. Lily? Lily Potter? His mother?
“You mean my mom?” asked Harry quietly.
“Yeah,” said Dudley. “I think we got a box of her stuff from her will. Even
though my mom hated her, she still couldn’t throw it out.”
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Harry looked at Dudley, then at the watch. Somehow, knowing that it had once
belonged to his mother made it appear to be even more beautiful.
“But why are you giving this to me?” asked Harry, putting the watch on.
“Come on,” said Dudley, smiling and patting Harry’s shoulder, “can’t a cousin do
something nice every now an then, huh?”
“Other cousins, yes I’m sure. You… no way,” said Harry. Dudley let out a sigh
“Harry, I haven’t told anyone this… no one at all.”
“What is it?” asked Harry, interested.
“Well, a little into my school year last year, I started having these dreams,“ said
Dudley. “Only, these weren’t dreams of floating in the air, or falling, or whatever. No,
these were dreams with a message. They were telling me something.”
“What were they telling you?” asked Harry.
“That I should be doing something that I’m not,” said Dudley, extremely
seriously. “So, I tried everything. I tried losing more weight, but the dreams wouldn’t
stop; I tried to do better in school, but the dreams wouldn’t stop; I even tried having a
girlfriend for a while, but that didn’t make them stop.
“So, one night, I laid awake in bed, contemplating what I could possibly be doing
that I wasn’t: being nice to you, treating you like a human being.”
“And have the dreams stopped?” asked Harry.
“Ever since I proclaimed to myself that day that I would be nice to you for the rest
of our lives… yes. I realized that I should have known to be that way ever since you first
came here. Just because you can make glass appear, and talk to snakes doesn’t mean
you’re a bad person… in fact, it makes you kind of cool.”
“Um… thanks Dudley,” said Harry.
“Hey, you want to come downstairs?” asked Dudley. “You must get awfully
bored up here all by yourself.”
“Um… sure,” said Harry, still overwhelmed by Dudley’s sudden and complete
change of heart. “Just let me check on Hedwig.”
“Alright,” said Dudley, smiling as he left the room.
Once Hedwig had been settled back into her cage, Harry sat down on his bed. So
many questions were burning in his mind: Why was Dudley being so nice to him? Was it
really because of the dream? And before… what was up with the black phoenix in his
room? He didn’t even know phoenixes came in black! And what had caused his forehead
to hurt when he saw it? Harry rubbed his eyes and walked over to the mirror in his room,
and lifted up his bangs to reveal a lightning shaped scar on his forehead.
This scar made Harry even more unusual, even by wizard’s standards. Harry was
the only person to ever survive an encounter with Lord Voldemort, the most powerful
and evil wizard in over a century. Voldemort barged into Harry’s parent’s house one
night when Harry was only one year old. Voldemort killed his mom and dad, and when
he tried to kill Harry, his curse backfired, turning him into a weak, powerless creature
that over a course of thirteen years returned back to his original power with the help of
his most faithful servant, Peter Pettigrew or Wormtail. The reason Voldemort’s curse had
backfired is because his mom, Lily, sacrificed her life for Harry giving him a shield
against Voldemort’s powers. However, last year, Voldemort used some of Harry’s blood
to rise again, letting him get passed Harry’s shield.
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Ever since Harry’s first encounter with Voldemort, he has had the lightning
shaped scar as a symbol of where the curse hit him. It had hurt other times during the
course of his life, but only when Voldemort had been close, or had an extremely evil
thought. So, how could his scar have hurt when Voldemort wasn’t near? It must have had
something to do with the black phoenix that was in Harry’s room.
Now that Harry was thinking, what was that phoenix doing in his room? Was it a
spy for Voldemort? The only other phoenix Harry knew of was Dumbledore’s phoenix,
Fawkes. But, Fawkes was red and beautiful and it most certainly didn’t cause Harry to
faint. This phoenix Harry just saw was black with dark flames all around it, it was like
nothing Harry had ever learned or heard about.
Harry suddenly remembered Dudley. He ran downstairs, avoiding the large mass
of wrapping paper that was still there. He arrived at the bottom of the stairs, still being
slightly cautious: this could be on of Dudley’s more elaborate jokes. He still didn’t trust
him completely.
“What took you?” asked Dudley, holding his hands behind his back like he did
when he was hiding the Basilisk watch.
Oh, um… nothing,” said Harry. “What’cha got there?”
“This,” said Dudley, his eyes twinkling, “is the secret of my success.”
“What success?” asked Harry. Dudley looked surprised. He waved his hand all
over his body.
“How I lost over five hundred pounds!”
“Oh, that success…”
“Yeah,” said Dudley, not shrugging it off anywhere as fast as Harry was.
“Anyway, here it is.” He showed Harry what he was hiding behind his back. It was some
sort of rectangular package… it looked like some sort of video game.
“What is that?” asked Harry skeptically.
“The single greatest thing ever…” said Dudley, “Monty Python and the Holy
Grail. The secret to my success…”
“How did that help you?”
“Well,” said Dudley, “whenever I got hungry, I just popped this video in, and
watched it. Soon, I was far too busy laughing to worry about eating. Not only that, but
this video taught me everything I know, like logic. I didn’t understand it in school, but
after just watching this, I finally comprehended how, if you weigh as much as a duck,
then you are a witch.”
“Oh really…” said Harry, wondering if Hermione weighed as much as a duck.
“Come on,” said Dudley, beckoning Harry to the living room, “let’s watch it!”
Harry, having already finished his little amount of summer homework, had
nothing better to do. So, he decided to join Dudley in watching his little video. Though,
he would have liked to have had some time to ponder and research that black phoenix he
saw.
They sat down, and Dudley put the movie on. For the next hour and a half, they
bonded like they had never before. Laughing, repeating lines, and making fun of the
movie together, it was a truly new experience to Harry, and he liked it.
For the next week, Harry and Dudley watched the movie several times each day,
while Uncle Vernon was at work, and Aunt Petunia was away visiting friends or
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HARRYPOTTERANDTHEORDEROFTHEPHOENIXTheEntireBookHARRYPOTTERANDTHEORDEROFTHEPHOENIX............................................1CHAPTER1–THETRIP..................................................................................................2CHAPTER2–MIRROR-MUNCHIES.....................................

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