Podcasts about Cedric Diggory

Send us a textIn this episode, we discuss the recent casting of Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and who should be cast next. Enjoy!Topics/Summary:·      2:36 The Deadline article said Malfoy, Cho Chang, and Cedric Diggory were more prized roles. Really? Chang and Diggory cover only a few books. Malfoy is an important casting, however. The actor has to understand how little Malfoy understands about himself.·      10:19 Neville has a long arc, and one that should be thoroughly explored. We need an actor who can show just how much Neville learns, but also how much heart he has from the beginning.·      14:29 The Weasley family should fall into place now that we have Ron. Every one of them has a big part in the story and we should have them soon. Ginny might even be improved upon because of how fiery she was painted into the story, but how mild she came across in the film.·      19:09 The Dursley family should be terrible. I want to watch the first season and really hate the Dursleys. In the films, they're certainly mean, but we don't dislike them as much as we could. The moment when Hagrid takes Harry to Hogwarts would be so much sweeter if he was escaping from a terrible family.·      22:38 Voldemort. If the whole first episode is focused on Voldemort, that would be a major victory. He has an ancient air about him that suggests he has been through a lot, and he is willing to kill to achieve his goals. Ralph Fiennes is the perfect actor for this, and we need someone with the same deadly calm.Having anything you want to hear or say? Click here for a voice submission or here for text. ThePotterDiscussion@gmail.comthepotterdiscussion.comNox

VOLDEMORT RETURNS! The officially licensed DC game DC Dark Legion is now open for pre-registration! Register now to get a free Mythical hero and tons of other resources during the official launch. https://bit.ly/ReelReject-DCDL Harry Potter 4 Full Reaction Watch Along: https://www.patreon.com/thereelrejects Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Reaction, Recap, Commentary, Analysis, & Spoiler Review! Greg Alba and Tara Erickson dive into the magical chaos of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, the film that takes the Wizarding World to new heights with the Triwizard Tournament, the Yule Ball, and the terrifying return of Lord Voldemort. This reaction covers all the film's most iconic moments, including Harry vs. the Hungarian Horntail, the underwater challenge in the Black Lake, the maze's deadly traps, Cedric Diggory's tragic death, and Voldemort's resurrection, which remains one of the most chilling scenes in the entire franchise. The film introduces Barty Crouch Jr. (David Tennant) in a major twist, as well as Mad-Eye Moody (Brendan Gleeson), whose lessons on the Unforgivable Curses left a lasting impact on Harry and fans alike. The emotional weight of Cedric's fate, Dumbledore's "Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?" moment, and the shocking final duel make this one of the darkest and most defining entries in the series. Main Cast & Characters: Daniel Radcliffe as Harry Potter (Swiss Army Man, Weird: The Al Yankovic Story), Rupert Grint as Ron Weasley (Servant, Snatch), Emma Watson as Hermione Granger (Beauty and the Beast, The Perks of Being a Wallflower), Robert Pattinson as Cedric Diggory (The Batman, Twilight), Ralph Fiennes as Lord Voldemort (Schindler's List, The Grand Budapest Hotel), Brendan Gleeson as Mad-Eye Moody (In Bruges, The Banshees of Inisherin), David Tennant as Barty Crouch Jr. (Doctor Who, Good Omens), Michael Gambon as Albus Dumbledore (The King's Speech, Layer Cake), Alan Rickman as Severus Snape (Die Hard, Love Actually), Maggie Smith as Minerva McGonagall (Downton Abbey, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie), Gary Oldman as Sirius Black (The Dark Knight Trilogy, Dracula). The Harry Potter franchise is one of the most beloved in cinematic history. Follow Tara Erickson: Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@TaraErickson Instagram:  https://www.instagram.com/taraerickson/ Twitter:  https://twitter.com/thetaraerickson Intense Suspense by Audionautix is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/... Support The Channel By Getting Some REEL REJECTS Apparel! https://www.rejectnationshop.com/ Follow Us On Socials:  Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/reelrejects/  Tik-Tok: https://www.tiktok.com/@reelrejects?lang=en Twitter: https://x.com/reelrejects Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TheReelRejects/ Music Used In Ad:  Hat the Jazz by Twin Musicom is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Happy Alley by Kevin MacLeod is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/... POWERED BY @GFUEL Visit https://gfuel.ly/3wD5Ygo and use code REJECTNATION for 20% off select tubs!! Head Editor: https://www.instagram.com/praperhq/?hl=en Co-Editor: Greg Alba Co-Editor: John Humphrey Music In Video: Airport Lounge - Disco Ultralounge by Kevin MacLeod is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 license. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Ask Us A QUESTION On CAMEO: https://www.cameo.com/thereelrejects Follow TheReelRejects On FACEBOOK, TWITTER, & INSTAGRAM:  FB:  https://www.facebook.com/TheReelRejects/ INSTAGRAM:  https://www.instagram.com/reelrejects/ TWITTER:  https://twitter.com/thereelrejects Follow GREG ON INSTAGRAM & TWITTER: INSTAGRAM:  https://www.instagram.com/thegregalba/ TWITTER:  https://twitter.com/thegregalba Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Jenna elevates the ceremonies by supporting the men in need.A Series in 17 parts, By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. A Royal carry-on at the Cathedral.The King's coronation was only a few weeks away. Lots of different events were planned, and the church of St. Michael's was no exception.At St. Michael's vicarage, Reverend Morris was preparing to attend a very important concert at Liverpool cathedral, which was going to be filmed by the team from the popular religious TV programmer, Songs of Praise.Reverend Morris sniggered as he read an online newspaper headline."17th century diary reveals local vicar had an 11 inch penis.""I bet he was popular!" He said to his wife.Jenna laughed. "11 inches? Wow, that is impressive. Of course, it's not the size, it's what you do with it that counts.""Oh yes. I agree completely!" He put down his phone. "Right that's enough of that. We must get ready to leave. Gosh, I'm really looking forward to this concert! It's a real honor for us to have been invited to attend. His Majesty has been visiting several cathedrals this week."I'm excited too. Will we actually get a chance to speak to the King?""Perhaps, Jen. Not sure if he'll come round and speak to all of us, maybe a lucky few on the front row, eh?""Oh good. Must say, I'm relieved that pregnancy scare turned out to be a false alarm, Simon. I'd just got struck down with a stomach bug. I mean, I want to be a mum one day, but not yet. I'm not ready for such a big responsibility just yet, bringing a new life into the world.""You're only twenty-one, Jen. You've got plenty of time. Enjoy the best years of your life! And I just know you'll be a wonderful mum one day. I want us to enjoy our child when the time comes. You're so good with Christopher when he stays over."She nodded and thought to herself. After all, I feel I still have a lot of God's work to do, helping the men of the church.She wasn't the only one who was relieved. Gordon the organist was overjoyed too. Though after a private meeting with the vicar's wife in church last week, he confessed that he would've "pulled out all the stops" to support her, if it turned out he was the father. Thankfully, the status quo had been restored, and much to his delight, he and Jenna had resumed their weekly "organ practice" on Thursday nights.Gordon had been tempted to confess a whole load of other things to her, but had held back, when he got the impression she'd already figured out the strength of his feelings, and that put his mind at ease.Edward Hardwick was nervous. He was standing in for the regular organist at Liverpool, who'd been struck down with a bad case of flu. Edward knew he had big shoes to fill, as the man he was standing in for was a highly respected musician, with countless accolades and credits to his name."It wouldn't be so bad if it was just a regular Sunday service, but why did it have to be a concert where the King will be in attendance? All eyes will be on me. Songs of Praise will be filming. I'm not sure I can cope with this,”Edward was a brilliant young organist, but was prone to periods of self-doubt and nervousness. At twenty-eight, he was still a bit of a greenhorn, compared to the other organists he'd encountered, and had only just landed his first full-time organist job. The small parish church outside Liverpool where he was now the official organist, was a world away from this massive cathedral.Edward was sure a more experienced organist and choirmaster could've been found to perform here, but the clergy seemed convinced that he was ideal to take on the job. He took comfort from that. He must be doing something good if they'd put this much faith in him. And playing at the cathedral for a coronation concert would look very good on his resume.Later,"What a beautiful building this is, Jenna marveled as she and Reverend Morris took their seats in the cathedral ready for the concert. Jenna wore a black skirt suit with a white cotton blouse. Simon was in clerical black, wearing a blazer for travel to Liverpool."I've been to Liverpool loads of times but never visited the cathedral. I wonder if Father Aiden has been here? He used to be based at Liverpool before he came to our town.""Yes I think he's attended a few services here. That reminds me, I must email him sometime and see how he's getting on at the Living Earth Free Church. Last I heard, he'd got engaged to Róisín.""Ah, I'm really chuffed for him," Jenna replied with a smile, remembering her first encounter with the once-miserable priest at the vicarage social last year. She read through the order of service booklet. It was adorned with little golden crowns. The usual collection of familiar patriotic music, Handel's Messiah, Jerusalem, Rule Britannia, Crown Imperial and of course, the National Anthem.On the first page was some information about the cathedral organ."Liverpool Cathedral boasts the largest pipe organ in the UK, an instrument of tremendous power and majesty, but also of serenity and calm. Its sole purpose is to aid worship by creating a reverent atmosphere.""Gordon would be over the moon if he could get his fingers on this impressive instrument! Listen to this, Simon. An 'Anniversary' recital is given by the Cathedral Organist each year on the nearest Saturday to 18th, in commemoration of its dedication.The organ is situated in two chambers on opposite sides of the Choir. It currently comprises 10,268 pipes and 200 stops contained in nine divisions. There are two five-manual consoles; the original one up in a dedicated gallery under the North Choir case and a mobile recital console at floor level. The 'Trompette Militaire' and the 'Tuba Magna' stops are the loudest voices on the organ.""Makes the organ in our church look like a penny whistle by comparison," the vicar replied. "I think even Gordon would be a bit overwhelmed if he had to play this whopper.""He could play it with ease," she replied. "Gordon's the best organist in the world."The hall was filling up and the warm humid spring day made the cathedral quite warm. Jenna removed her blazer and laid it over the back of the pew.Jenna leaned her head on Simon's shoulder & closed her eyes. Soon she thought back to last night. Organ practice with Gordon had been wild, and those two old tin pipes he'd given her during Lent had been put to good use again."Lie back on the stool for me," Gordon whispered. Slowly, he traced the cold organ pipe down her naked body, before pausing and using the tip of it to tease her erect nipples. She giggled."So cold!""Delightfully tuned," he grunted. He moved a finger down and began teasing her clit. Then he pressed a key on one of the manuals."Can you sing that note for me?""Lah.""Excellent! How about these notes?" He played a few chords whilst fingering her."Ahh, doe, ray, me; oh my God,”Jenna breathed harder and faster until she shuddered and cried out in ecstasy, and writhed beneath him. The orgasm rocked through her body like a tidal wave; it was indescribable."Always so perfectly in key, Jenna. Very good, very, ah." Jenna's bare foot started rubbing his groin, and he struggled to remain composed."Open your organ loft, Gordon. I need to perform an inspection."As usual, he immediately succumbed to her charms. "At once," he smiled, unzipping his trousers and freeing his member from his underpants. "I am sure everything is in fine working order, but I might need a little bit of a re-tune.""I can help you there," Jenna said, reaching in she gave a quick kiss to the tip of his fat cock, and began to suck the length, then taking it deeper.Gordon cried out in delight, and dropped the organ pipe. It clattered onto the church's stone floor."Oh, so good," Gordon sighed. His words spurred her on, so she varied her technique, flicking her tongue down his shaft's sensitive underside, then up. She extended her tongue and licked the head of his cock like a lollipop."Umm, is my sexy organ daddy ready to give me some of his delicious cum?""Ahh, he's got plenty for his Jen, oh God here it comes!"Jenna jerked off the organist until he exploded all over her face. She opened her mouth as a huge, pearly wad of his issue landed on the bridge of her nose. A second spurt hit its target, and she quickly swallowed every drop."Jenna! Have you nodded off? King Charles has arrived!" Reverend Morris whispered, nudging his wife."Umm, oh no, sorry I was just thinking, oh yes, there he is!"Everyone stood up, as the soon-to-be crowned monarch took his seat and was welcomed by the Bishop of Liverpool. Thus began the usual formal introductions and as everyone sat down, the sound of the mighty organ radiated through the cathedral."Our concert begins with a rendition of that wonderful rousing piece by Handel, his Messiah, which was composed in 1741. It was first performed in Dublin on the 13th of April, in 1742 and received its London premiere nearly a year later. After an initially modest public reception, the oratorio gained in popularity, eventually becoming one of the best-known and most frequently performed choral works in Western music.""I love the Messiah," Reverend Morris whispered. "Remember when it was played at our wedding?""Sure do." Jenna's eyes gleamed.The music began, but after a few moments, it was obvious that the organist at the console wasn't quite up to playing the mighty beast that this great pipe organ was..Reverend Morris cringed as a few wrong notes were played. "Hmm, I don't think this chap has practiced this enough. Either that or he's drunk.""Well the bishop did say that he's not the regular organist. I think he's nervous. Poor guy. I'd be nervous if I had to play in front of the King, and I was being filmed for a TV programmer!""Oh dear," Reverend Morris said, as the unfortunate rendition continued. "This is sounding more like Handel's Messed-Up Messiah."King Charles appeared to be really enjoying the music. "Oh I say. Reminds one of Les Dawson," he whispered to Camilla. "Splendid entertainer, he was. Dearest Mummy used to love it when he appeared at the Royal Variety Performance in the Eighties. It takes one a great deal of skill to play wrong notes like that!"Camilla simply nodded, but she wasn't fooled. This wasn't meant to be a Les Dawson tribute, but it was certainly interesting."Did I ever mention that I often play organ music to my plants?" the King continued.More error-filled hymns and pieces followed, until the first half of the concert came to an end, and the interval was welcomed by just about everyone, but mostly by the organist."Fuck, I screwed everything up," Edward groaned, shuffling off, his face burning with shame.Some of the overflow crowd lined the hallway, off the sanctuary. Edward faced the gauntlet of critics as he passed through. "Hey mate, is this some kind of joke?" A man shouted. "Have you even taken an organ lesson? Because that was bloody awful!""My three-year old could play better than that!" A woman added."My Labrador could play better than that!""Shame on you! You must be a republican. Playing like that in front of His Majesty!""Look I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Edward mumbled, rushing away from the crowded hallway. He had to hide somewhere and try and compose himself, or he'd never get through the second half of the concert.Meanwhile, Jenna had been navigating her way back from the toilets, which was proving to be a bit of a nightmare, due to the crowds and the security measures in place due to the monarch's visit."I definitely shouldn't be down here," she said, hurrying down a small corridor. "Uh-oh, this is the vestry. How did I end up here? I've got to get back to my seat!"Hurrying through a curtained area, she walked right into a man clad in red cassock and white surplice, whom she assumed was a vicar."Oh, so sorry; Reverend!" She mumbled."No I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going," the man replied. "Um, I'm not a vicar. I'm Edward, the organist.""Oh right," Jenna said. "Well nice to meet you. Um, I think I'm lost. Please could you,” She looked at him and noticed his eyes were red from crying. "Hey; are you okay?""I'm fine," Edward sniffed. "Uh, yes, just through there and turn right. Keep right, because the left side is out of bounds because the King's sat over there.""You've been crying," Jenna said.‘What a cute guy!'She thought to herself. He looks just like Robert Pattinson. Though she preferred older men, she figured this younger chap was in need of some comfort and a confidence boost. And she never could resist a man wearing church vestments."I've messed up," Edward sighed. "Surely you heard how bad I played during the first half.""I don't blame you," Jenna replied. "I would've been wetting myself if I'd been asked to play in front of the King. I think you did great."My God, this guy is an adorable cinnamon roll!"Oh thanks. I was still shit though. Um, are you an organist?""Not officially. I'm a pianist and I work at my church's Sunday school. The organist at my church who I like, er, who I'm friends with, he has been giving me lessons. It's taken a while, but I can just about stand in for him and do the morning Eucharist. But I still play the odd wrong note or pull out the wrong stops. It's such a complicated instrument! So don't feel bad."Edward relaxed. "I wish all the members of the public were as understanding as you are. I'll probably get a grilling off the Bishop later, as well.""Ignore the haters. And the Bishop is a man of God, so he should be merciful.""Heh, maybe. What's your name?""Jenna. Pleased to meet you Edward! I expect you've heard this before, but you look a bit like Robert Pattinson.""Yeah. I have. Cedric Diggory playing the organ. You'd think he'd use magic so he could play perfectly and without feeling nervous!""Can't use magic in the Muggle world!" Jenna smiled."Heh, are you a Potter fan?""Nah, never really got into it. But I have seen some of the movies.""Same here.""Are you still feeling nervous?""Terrified. I have to play the national anthem at the end of the second half. If I play a wrong note during that, well I'm dreading it.""I'll stop you from feeling nervous," Jenna winked."Oh, how do you plan to do that? Do you have some booze?" He jumped as he realized her arms had slipped round him."No. I'll give you something better than booze." She nibbled at the outside corners of his mouth, teasing him to open for her."Open for me," she whispered, as she continued to place soft kisses.Edward, who was too shocked to process what was happening, only registered the pretty redhead's body pressing him against the wall. Unable to move, he simply stood in her embrace, neither accepting nor returning her kisses.He suddenly blushed even more at the sudden realization that he was becoming erect. This is insane, he thought to himself. The second half is about to start and I'm,"You're really sexy," Jenna murmured, sending shivers down his spine. Edward was powerless to resist her. "Do you feel me?" She asked in a husky whisper, pressing herself against him, "Do you feel how much I want you?" His shyness was an incredible turn-on, and making her terribly horny. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second.Edward looked into her lovely eyes and bent down to kiss her.At their sweet contact, Jenna heard Edward sigh contentedly. He reached down and grasped her arse. Suddenly, she felt his tongue enter her mouth, and his erection pressing against her."What would you like, Edward?""Confidence," he mumbled back.Jenna pushed him into a small cloakroom. "To give an organist confidence, I need to inspect his organ pipe," she purred, swiftly reaching under his surplice and fumbling with the buttons on his cassock. "All these buttons, but no worries, I'll find a way in, ah, there we go!" She unzipped his trousers and reached inside.Edward gasped as her warm hand grabbed his cock. It stiffened further in her grasp."Oh, what a big pipe you have. It seems like a fine one to play a tune on!" Jenna grinned. These corny organ puns worked so well on Gordon, and it seemed that they worked on Edward too. All male organists liked it if they were complimented on the size of their instrument, surely?Edward couldn't believe this was happening. The concert was set to resume in ten minutes but here he was, he just closed his eyes as Jenna worked her magic.Another delicious-looking cock. Edward was her third organist, after Gordon and Raymond Wilson from Oakwood Road Methodist church. Third time lucky!Jenna knelt in front him and kissed the top of his enlarged cock. Then she gently kissed all around its head. With long, gentle strokes she licked up and down the length of the shaft as Edward began to moan with pleasure. She took his balls in one hand and began to massage them. His moans increased.Reverend Morris checked his watch, wondering where Jenna had got to. The second half was about to begin."Did she get lost on her way to the Ladies?" He wondered. Most of the guests had returned to their seats and the Bishop was approaching the podium."Come on Jen, hurry up, or you'll miss the start. What on earth is she doing?"Edward immediately entered her and drew a strangled gasp as he plunged his rigid cock to the hilt. He pulled his hips back so that his cock withdrew partially from her sweet grip. He pushed forward again and buried himself back inside her. He'd been single for a while, and it showed. Jenna moaned at the sensation of this eager young organist thrusting in her. She reached her peak only a few seconds before he spurted his cum deep within her, and when they finally parted, Edward felt like he could conquer the world. Never before had he experienced sex as good as this.Jenna gave him a kiss and zipped up his trousers. "I think it's time I returned to my seat.""Uh, can I get your email or something? I'm on Twitter, but I don't tweet much. Are you on there? Hey, I'm the organist at St Paul's church in Crosby. It has a website. My contact details are on there. What happens now?"She winked at him and gave him a final kiss. "Now, you go and play the organ like a pro. For King and Country.""Oh. Right. Yes. I will!"Jenna hurried down the corridor, a big smile on her face. The archway to the main hall was blocked by a man in a suit standing in the middle."Excuse me," she muttered, tapping his arm, without realizing who he was."Ah, hello there!" King Charles smiled.Jenna froze."You must be one of the cathedral's hard-working staff?" He said."Er, I, Your Majesty." Jenna gave an awkward curtsey. Damn, how embarrassing!"It seems we had a disturbance during the interval. Some fellows from Extinction Rebellion burst in and tried to glue themselves to the pulpit. Did you see it?""Er, er, no I didn't. I was back there." Jenna was desperate to get away, but the King was in a talkative mood and took hold of her hand."All quite amusing! What's your name, dear?""Jen, Jenna."He gestured to a photographer. "See here, this young lady, one of many who is a credit to the cathedral. This is Jenna, yes, yes. Are you getting this? Nice smiles now!"Hope I haven't got cum on the front of my dress, Jenna thought, as the camera clicked away.King Charles finally released Jenna's hand. "Splendid to meet you! Plant some trees!""Thank you. Will do." When he eventually turned and walked to some other people, she was able to hurry down the side aisle and back to her seat."Oh Jen!" Reverend Morris gasped, as his wife hurried beside him. "I saw everything! You got to shake the King's hand! Oh you lucky thing! I'm so pleased for you!""I, I got a bit lost coming back from the toilets and I,” Jenna stammered, still in shock."Thank God you did! If you hadn't exited from that particular area, the King wouldn't have seen you!""I was so nervous. I bet I looked a right muppet. And there was a photographer there!""Not just a photographer. The cameraman from Songs of Praise filmed you too!""Oh no!""Relax, you looked great as always. You're a bit sweaty though. Must be the nerves. It's not like you to be nervous though! You missed all the chaos when the eco-nutters gate-crashed the place."The Bishop appeared. "Ladies, gentlemen, and non-binary persons, we apologies for the earlier disruption, but normal service has been resumed. Now we begin the second half of our concert. May I now ask you to stand as we sing that great hymn of England, Jerusalem!""Let's hope they've swapped organists," somebody behind Jenna was heard to say.The first chords of Sir Hubert Parry's masterpiece began, and to everyone's surprise and delight, Edward played the hymn to absolute perfection."Thank goodness I was able to help him," Jenna smiled.To be continued.By Blacksheep for Literotica.

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Our latest episode of Critical Magic Theory dives headlong into the enigmatic nature of Cedric Diggory from the Harry Potter series. Join us for an illuminating conversation as we dissect Cedric's brief but impactful presence and his embodiment of Hufflepuff values such as fairness, loyalty, and integrity. We explore Cedric's actions during the Triwizard Tournament, pondering whether his death was heroically tragic or emblematic of systemic failures that led to his downfall. Cedric's life as a Hufflepuff hero is not without its complexities. We delve into his struggles with societal expectations, like pure-blood supremacy and the privileges of being 'pretty.' Through these nuanced interactions, Cedric emerges as a character navigating the murky waters of social and family pressures while striving to maintain his individuality and fairness. As we unravel Cedric's legacy, we examine the delicate balance between choice and circumstance in his life. Reflecting on Dumbledore's wisdom about choosing what is right over what is easy, we question the bravery attributed to Cedric and whether his tragic fate was a consequence of his choices or a failure of the systems around him. Cedric's story prompts us to reconsider our understanding of heroism and systemic responsibility. 

Love the show? Hate the show? Think it's just okay? Send us a text!Buckle up Potter fans because it's another episode of Nate DESTROYING your predictable series that is clearly a ripoff of Star Wars. And yet, we still love Nate for just being himself. Today, Brandon and Nate discuss Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Nate does admit that this is the first movie that semi-catches his attention, but he's too cool to admit that he may have enjoyed it. They do a mini deep dive into Robert Pattinson's acting career, and how Cedric Diggory didn't really die, but was turned into a vampire

Chapter 21 - The Unknowable RoomHarry fully expected to receive low marks on his, because he had disagreed with Snape on the best way to tackle Dementors, but he did not care: Slughorn's memory was the most important thing to him now.Q1 - How do you think Snape takes on dementors? And is it better than Harry's?‘It's one of Fred and George's Spell-Checking ones … but I think the charm must be wearing off …' ‘Yes, it must,' said Hermione, pointing at the title of his essay, ‘because we were asked how we'd deal with Dementors, not “Dugbogs”, and I don't remember you changing your name to “Roonil Wazlib”, either.' ‘Ah, no!' said Ron, staring horror-struck at the parchment. ‘Don't say I'll have to write the whole thing out again!' ‘It's OK, we can fix it,' said Hermione, pulling the essay towards her and taking out her wand. ‘I love you, Hermione,' said Ron, sinking back in his chair, rubbing his eyes wearily.Q2 - Is this the first time Ron has said “I love you” to Hermione?Q3 - What is Malfoy doing in the Room of Requirement?‘God, I've been stupid,' he said quietly. ‘It's obvious, isn't it? There was a great vat of it down in the dungeon … he could've nicked some any time during that lesson …' ‘Nicked what?' said Ron. ‘Polyjuice Potion. He stole some of the Polyjuice Potion Slughorn showed us in our first Potions lesson … there aren't a whole variety of students standing guard for Malfoy … it's just Crabbe and Goyle as usual … yeah, it all fits!' Q4 - Is Harry (therefore Danny) right?Q5 - Do you ever remember when a teacher embarrassed you?‘Well, what Harry said is the most useful if we're trying to tell them apart!' said Ron. ‘When we come face to face with one down a dark alley we're going to be having a shufti to see if it's solid, aren't we, we're not going to be asking, “Excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?”‘When you say you had lots in common,' said Ron, sounding rather amused now, ‘d'you mean he lives in an S-bend, too?' ‘No,' said Myrtle defiantly, her voice echoing loudly around the old tiled bathroom. ‘I mean he's sensitive, people bully him, too, and he feels lonely and hasn't got anybody to talk to, and he's not afraid to show his feelings and cry!'Q6 - Who is Myrtle talking about here?Q7 - Why was Tonks going to see Dumbledore?Q8 - Was she in love with Sirius?Chapter 22 - After the BurialQ1 - What do you think of Hagrid asking the trio to come out after dusk to the burial?‘Look, Potions will be almost empty this afternoon, with us all off doing our tests … try and soften Slughorn up a bit then!' ‘Fifty-seventh time lucky, you think?' said Harry bitterly. ‘Lucky,' said Ron suddenly. ‘Harry, that's it – get lucky!' ‘What d'you mean?' ‘Use your lucky potion!' ‘Ron, that's – that's it!' said Hermione, sounding stunned. ‘Of course! Why didn't I think of it?'Q2 - Is this the best way to get the memory?Q3 - What do you think of Harry's Euphoria potion?Harry took out the rolled-up socks at the bottom of his trunk and extracted the tiny, gleaming bottle. ‘Well, here goes,' said Harry, and he raised the little bottle and took a carefully measured gulp. ‘What does it feel like?' whispered Hermione. Harry did not answer for a moment. Then, slowly but surely, an exhilarating sense of infinite opportunity stole through him; he felt as though he could have done anything, anything at all … and getting the memory from Slughorn seemed suddenly not only possible, but positively easy …Q4 - What would you use Liquid Luck on?Getting through the portrait hole was simple; as he approached it, Ginny and Dean came through it and Harry was able to slip between them. As he did so, he brushed accidentally against Ginny. ‘Don't push me, please, Dean,' she said, sounding annoyed. ‘You're always doing that, I can get through perfectly well on my own …'Q5 - Was Dean being chivalrous or annoying?After an hour or so, Hagrid and Slughorn began making extravagant toasts: to Hogwarts, to Dumbledore, to elf-made wine and to – ‘Harry Potter!' bellowed Hagrid, slopping some of his fourteenth bucket of wine down his chin as he drained it. ‘Yes, indeed,' cried Slughorn a little thickly, ‘Parry Otter, the Chosen Boy Who – well – something of that sort,' he mumbled, and drained his mug, too.‘But she didn't move. Dad was already dead, but she didn't want me to go too. She tried to plead with Voldemort … but he just laughed …' ‘That's enough!' said Slughorn suddenly, raising a shaking hand. ‘Really, my dear boy, enough … I'm an old man … I don't need to hear … I don't want to hear …' ‘I forgot,' lied Harry, Felix Felicis leading him on. ‘You liked her, didn't you?' ‘Liked her?' said Slughorn, his eyes brimming with tears once more. ‘I don't imagine anyone who met her wouldn't have liked her … very brave … very funny … it was the most horrible thing …' ‘But you won't help her son,' said Harry. ‘She gave me her life, but you won't give me a memory.'Q6 - Is there any new info you gained from the Lily story?‘Be brave like my mother, Professor …'‘You're a good boy,' said Professor Slughorn, tears trickling down his fat cheeks into his walrus moustache. ‘And you've got her eyes … just don't think too badly of me once you've seen it …'Q7 - What will this memory tell them?Chapter 23 - Horcruxes‘Good gracious, Harry,' said Dumbledore in surprise. ‘To what do I owe this very late pleasure?' ‘Sir – I've got it. I've got the memory from Slughorn.' Harry pulled out the tiny glass bottle and showed it to Dumbledore. For a moment or two, the Headmaster looked stunned. Then his face split in a wide smile. ‘Harry, this is spectacular news! Very well done indeed! I knew you could do it!'‘Well,' said Slughorn, not looking at Riddle, but fiddling with the ribbon on top of his box of crystallised pineapple, ‘well, it can't hurt to give you an overview, of course. Just so that you understand the term. A Horcrux is the word used for an object in which a person has concealed part of their soul.' ‘I don't quite understand how that works, though, sir,' said Riddle. His voice was carefully controlled, but Harry could sense his excitement. ‘Well, you split your soul, you see,' said Slughorn, ‘and hide part of it in an object outside the body. Then, even if one's body is attacked or destroyed, one cannot die, for part of the soul remains earthbound and undamaged. But, of course, existence in such a form …' Q1 - What do you think of Horcruxes now?‘How do you split your soul?' ‘Well,' said Slughorn uncomfortably, ‘you must understand that the soul is supposed to remain intact and whole. Splitting it is an act of violation, it is against nature.'‘Yes, sir,' said Riddle. ‘What I don't understand, though – just out of curiosity – I mean, would one Horcrux be much use? Can you only split your soul once? Wouldn't it be better, make you stronger, to have your soul in more pieces? I mean, for instance, isn't seven the most powerfully magical number, wouldn't seven –?' ‘Merlin's beard, Tom!' yelped Slughorn. ‘Seven! Isn't it bad enough to think of killing one person? And in any case … bad enough to divide the soul … but to rip it into seven pieces …'Q2 - Do you think Voldemort ripped his soul into seven pieces?‘But now, Harry, armed with this information, the crucial memory you have succeeded in procuring for us, we are closer to the secret of finishing Lord Voldemort than anyone has ever been before. You heard him, Harry: “Wouldn't it be better, make you stronger, to have your soul in more pieces … isn't seven the most powerfully magical number …” Isn't seven the most powerfully magical number. Yes, I think the idea of a seven-part soul would greatly appeal to Lord Voldemort.' ‘He made seven Horcruxes?' said Harry, horror-struck, while several of the portraits on the walls made similar noises of shock and outrage. ‘But they could be anywhere in the world – hidden – buried or invisible –' ‘I am glad to see you appreciate the magnitude of the problem,' said Dumbledore calmly. ‘But firstly, no, Harry, not seven Horcruxes: six. The seventh part of his soul, however maimed, resides inside his regenerated body. That was the part of him that lived a spectral existence for so many years during his exile; without that, he has no self at all. That seventh piece of soul will be the last that anybody wishing to kill Voldemort must attack – the piece that lives in his body.'Q3 - Is Dumbledore right?‘But the six Horcruxes, then,' said Harry, a little desperately, ‘how are we supposed to find them?' ‘You are forgetting … you have already destroyed one of them. And I have destroyed another.' ‘You have?' said Harry eagerly. ‘Yes indeed,' said Dumbledore, and he raised his blackened, burned-looking hand. ‘The ring, Harry. Marvolo's ring. And a terrible curse there was upon it too. Had it not been – forgive me the lack of seemly modesty – for my own prodigious skill, and for Professor Snape's timely action when I returned to Hogwarts, desperately injured, I might not have lived to tell the tale. However, a withered hand does not seem an unreasonable exchange for a seventh of Voldemort's soul. The ring is no longer a Horcrux.'Q4 - What AND where are the other Horcruxes?Q5 - Does this make you trust Snape a bit more?‘He seems to have reserved the process of making Horcruxes for particularly significant deaths. You would certainly have been that. He believed that in killing you, he was destroying the danger the prophecy had outlined. He believed he was making himself invincible. I am sure that he was intending to make his final Horcrux with your death.Q6 - Did he have an object with him then and what would he have used for a Horcrux after killing Harry?‘Yes, I think so,' said Dumbledore. ‘Without his Horcruxes, Voldemort will be a mortal man with a maimed and diminished soul. Never forget, though, that while his soul may be damaged beyond repair, his brain and his magical power remain intact. It will take uncommon skill and power to kill a wizard like Voldemort, even without his Horcruxes.' ‘But I haven't got uncommon skill and power,' said Harry, before he could stop himself. ‘Yes, you have,' said Dumbledore firmly. ‘You have a power that Voldemort has never had. You can –' ‘I know!' said Harry impatiently. ‘I can love!' It was only with difficulty that he stopped himself adding, ‘Big deal!' ‘Yes, Harry, you can love,' said Dumbledore, who looked as though he knew perfectly well what Harry had just refrained from saying. ‘Which, given everything that has happened to you, is a great and remarkable thing. You are still too young to understand how unusual you are, Harry.'Q7 - What is the deeper thing here? Why is Harry too young to understand this?He heard the prophecy and he leapt into action, with the result that he not only handpicked the man most likely to finish him, he handed him uniquely deadly weapons!' ‘But –' ‘It is essential that you understand this!' said Dumbledore, standing up and striding about the room, his glittering robes swooshing in his wake; Harry had never seen him so agitated. ‘By attempting to kill you, Voldemort himself singled out the remarkable person who sits here in front of me, and gave him the tools for the job! It is Voldemort's fault that you were able to see into his thoughts, his ambitions, that you even understand the snakelike language in which he gives orders, and yet, Harry, despite your privileged insight into Voldemort's world (which, incidentally, is a gift any Death Eater would kill to have), you have never been seduced by the Dark Arts, never, even for a second, shown the slightest desire to become one of Voldemort's followers!'Q8 - How did Voldemort actually give him these powers and this connection?I do not think he understands why, Harry, but he was in such a hurry to mutilate his own soul, he never paused to understand the incomparable power of a soul that is untarnished and whole.'Harry watched Dumbledore striding up and down in front of him, and thought. He thought of his mother, his father and Sirius. He thought of Cedric Diggory. He thought of all the terrible deeds he knew Lord Voldemort had done. A flame seemed to leap inside his chest, searing his throat. ‘I'd want him finished,' said Harry quietly. ‘And I'd want to do it.' ‘Of course you would!' cried Dumbledore. ‘You see, the prophecy does not mean you have to do anything! But the prophecy caused Lord Voldemort to mark you as his equal … in other words, you are free to choose your way, quite free to turn your back on the prophecy! But Voldemort continues to set store by the prophecy. He will continue to hunt you … which makes it certain, really, that –' ‘That one of us is going to end up killing the other,' said Harry. ‘Yes.' But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew – and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents – that there was all the difference in the world.Q9 - How do you destroy a Horcrux?Q10 - What do you think of this and everything in this chapter?Chapter 24 - SectumsempraQ1 - Why isn't Dumbledore just doing this himself? Why is he roping Harry into this whole thing?‘I think I'm going to take another swig of Felix,' said Harry, ‘and have a go at the Room of Requirement again.' ‘That would be a complete waste of potion,' said Hermione flatly, putting down the copy of Spellman's Syllabary she had just taken out of her bag. ‘Luck can only get you so far, Harry. The situation with Slughorn was different; you always had the ability to persuade him, you just needed to tweak the circumstances a bit. Luck isn't enough to get you through a powerful enchantment, though. Don't go wasting the rest of that potion! You'll need all the luck you can get if Dumbledore takes you along with him …' She dropped her voice to a whisper.Q2 - How do you think Harry is going to use the last of the Felix Felicis?‘No one can help me,' said Malfoy. His whole body was shaking. ‘I can't do it … I can't … it won't work … and unless I do it soon … he says he'll kill me …' And Harry realised, with a shock so huge it seemed to root him to the spot, that Malfoy was crying – actually crying – tears streaming down his pale face into the grimy basin. Malfoy gasped and gulped and then, with a great shudder, looked up into the cracked mirror and saw Harry staring at him over his shoulder.Q3 - Is it shocking to see Draco in this state?Q4 - What is he talking about here?There was a loud bang and the bin behind Harry exploded; Harry attempted a Leg-Locker Curse that backfired off the wall behind Malfoy's ear and smashed the cistern beneath Moaning Myrtle, who screamed loudly; water poured everywhere and Harry slipped over as Malfoy, his face contorted, cried, ‘Cruci—' ‘SECTUMSEMPRA!' bellowed Harry from the floor, waving his wand wildly.Q5 - Thoughts on Draco using Crucio?The door banged open behind Harry and he looked up, terrified: Snape had burst into the room, his face livid. Pushing Harry roughly aside, he knelt over Malfoy, drew his wand and traced it over the deep wounds Harry's curse had made, muttering an incantation that sounded almost like song. The flow of blood seemed to ease; Snape wiped the residue from Malfoy's face and repeated his spell. Now the wounds seemed to be knitting.He gasped. Despite his haste, his panic, his fear of what awaited him back in the bathroom, he could not help but be overawed by what he was looking at. He was standing in a room the size of a large cathedral, whose high windows were sending shafts of light down upon what looked like a city with towering walls, built of what Harry knew must be objects hidden by generations of Hogwarts inhab- itants. There were alleyways and roads bordered by teetering piles of broken and damaged furniture, stowed away, perhaps, to hide the evidence of mishandled magic, or else hidden by castle-proud houseelves. There were thousands and thousands of books, no doubt banned or graffitied or stolen. There were winged catapults and Fanged Frisbees, some still with enough life in them to hover half-heartedly over the mountains of other forbidden items; there were chipped bottles of congealed potions, hats, jewels, cloaks; there were what looked like dragon-egg shells, corked bottles whose contents still shimmered evilly, several rusting swords and a heavy, blood-stained axe.Q6 - What do you think of this room?Harry hurried forwards into one of the many alleyways between all this hidden treasure. He turned right past an enormous stuffed troll, ran on a short way, took a left at the broken Vanishing Cabinet in which Montague had got lost the previous year, finally pausing beside a large cupboard which seemed to have had acid thrown at its blistered surface. He opened one of the cupboard's creaking doors: it had already been used as a hiding place for something in a cage that had long-since died; its skeleton had five legs. He stuffed the Half-Blood Prince's book behind the cage and slammed the door. He paused for a moment, his heart thumping horribly, gazing around at the clutter … would he be able to find this spot again, amidst all this junk? Seizing the chipped bust of an ugly old warlock from on top of a nearby crate, he stood it on the cupboard where the book was now hidden, perched a dusty old wig and a tarnished tiara on the statue's head to make it more distinctive, then sprinted back through the alleyways of hidden junk as fast as he could go, back to the door, back out on to the corridor, where he slammed the door behind him and it turned at once back into stone.Q7 - What's the coolest thing you've ever just found?One by one Snape extracted Harry's books and examined them. Finally the only book left was the Potions book, which he looked at very carefully before speaking. ‘This is your copy of Advanced Potion-Making, is it, Potter?' ‘Yes,' said Harry, still breathing hard. ‘You're quite sure of that, are you, Potter?' ‘Yes,' said Harry, with a touch more defiance. ‘This is the copy of Advanced Potion-Making that you purchased from Flourish and Blotts?' ‘Yes,' said Harry firmly. ‘Then why,' asked Snape, ‘does it have the name “Roonil Wazlib” written inside the front cover?' Harry's heart missed a beat. ‘That's my nickname,' he said. ‘Your nickname,' repeated Snape. ‘Yeah … that's what my friends call me,' said Harry. ‘I understand what a nickname is,' said Snape. The cold, black eyes were boring once more into Harry's; he tried not to look into them. Close your mind … close your mind … but he had never learned how to do it properly … ‘Do you know what I think, Potter?' said Snape, very quietly. ‘I think that you are a liar and a cheat and that you deserve detention with me every Saturday until the end of term. What do you think, Potter?' ‘I – I don't agree, sir,' said Harry, still refusing to look into Snape's eyes.Q8 - Hermione reprimands Harry for following the Prince…but who is the Prince?Harry looked around; there was Ginny running towards him; she had a hard, blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him. And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her. The creature in his chest roaring in triumph, Harry grinned down at Ginny and gestured wordlessly out of the portrait hole. A long walk in the grounds seemed indicated, during which – if they had time – they might discuss the match.Q9 - Love at last?

Chapter 16 - The Goblet of Fire“Oh I haven't got a single quill on me—” “Do you think he'd sign y hat in lipstick?” “Really,” Hermione said loftily, as they passed the girls, not squabbling over the lipstick. “I'm getting his autograph if I can,” said Ron, “you haven't got a quill, have you, Harry?”Q1 - Who is the most famous person you have ever met?“What's that?” said Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish stew that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding. “Bouillabaisse,” said Hermione. “Bless you,” siad Ron.”'Q2 - Which students do you like more so far? Also, give me a power ranking of the houses of Hogwarts now?“Excuse me, are you wanting ze bouillabaisse?" It was the girl from Beauxbatons who had laughed during Dumbledore's speech. She had finally removed her muffler. A long sheet of silvery-blonde hair fell almost to her waist. She had large, deep blue eyes, and very white, even teeth. Ron went purple. He stared up at her, opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out except a faint gurgling noise. "Yeah, have it," said Harry, pushing the dish toward the girl. "You 'ave finished wiz it?" "Yeah," Ron said breathlessly. "Yeah, it was excellent." The girl picked up the dish and carried it carefully off to the Ravenclaw table. Ron was still goggling at the girl as though he had never seen one before. Harry started to laugh. The sound seemed to jog Ron back to his senses. "She's a veela!" he said hoarsely to Harry.Q3 - How had your opinions of Ron, Hermione, and Harry changed over the last few books?“Placing your name in the Goblet constitutes a binding magical contract.”Q4 - What kinds of magical binding contracts do you think exist?Q5 - Is it insane that they have to bind to a contract and they don't know what they have to face yet?Q6 - What is the difference between Harry's fame and Krums?The entrance hall rang with laughter. Even Fred and George joined in, once they had gotten to their feet and taken a good look at each other's beards. "I did warn you," said a deep, amused voice, and everyone turned to see Professor Dumbledore coming out of the Great Hall. He surveyed Fred and George, his eyes twinkling. "I suggest you both go up to Madam Pomfrey. She is already tending to Miss Fawcett, of Ravenclaw, and Mr. Summers, of Hufflepuff, both of whom decided to age themselves up a little too. Though I must say, neither of their beards is anything like as fine as yours."Q7 - How great is Dumbledore?They couldn't hear what Hagrid was saying, but he was talking to Madame Maxime with a rapt, misty-eyed expression Harry had only ever seen him wear once before — when he had been looking at the baby dragon, Norbert.”“The Hogwarts champion,” he called, “is Cedric Diggory.” “No! “ said Ron loudly, but nobody heard him except Harry; the uproar from the next table was too great. Every single Hufflepuff had jumped to his or her feet, screaming and stamping, as Cedric made his way past them, grinning broadly, and headed off toward the chamber behind the teachers' table. Indeed, the applause for Cedric went on so long that it was some time before Dumbledore could make himself heard again.Q8 - How do you feel about Cedric being the Hogwarts Champion?Automatically, it seemed, Dumbledore reached out a long hand and seized the parchment. He held it out and stared at the name written upon it. There was a long pause, during which Dumbledore stared at the slip in his hands, and everyone in the room stared at Dumbledore. And then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read out—”Harry Potter.”Q9 - Thoughts about Harry in the tournament?Chapter 17 - The Four ChampionsQ1 - Harry has to be embarrassed here…what is the most embarrassed you've ever been?“Did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?” Dumbeldore asked calmly.Q2 - How do you think Harry's name got in the Goblet of fire?“Maybe someone's hoping Potter is going to die for it,” said Moody, with the merest trace of a growl.Q3 - Would you want to enter into the Triwizard Tournament?Q4 - Who do you think is going to win out of the four champions?“Listen,” said Harry, “I didn't put my name in that Goblet. Someone else mustv'e done it.”Q5 - Why doesn't Ron believe Harry?Q6 - Is Moody's eye massively inappropriate at a school full of children?Chapter 18 - The Weighing of the Wands“Hello,” she said, holding up a stack of toast, which she was carrying in a napkin. “ brought you this…want to go for a walk?”Q1 - How amazing is Hermione?Hagrid's beetle black eyes looked anxious under his wild eyebrows. “No idea who put yeh in fer it, Harry?” “You believe I didn't do it, then?” Said Harry, concealing with difficulty the rush of gratitude he felt at Hagrid's words.Harry didn't answer. Yes, everything did see to happen to him…that was more or less what Hermione had said as they had walked around the lake, and that was the reason, according to her, that Ron was no longer talking to him.He thought he could have coped with the rest of the schools behavior if he could just have Ron back as a friend.Q2 - Harry mentions that he wanted to use the cruciatus curse on Snape…do you think he's serious?“Testing…my name is Rita Skeeter, Daily Prophet reporter.” … “Attractive blond Rita Skeeter, forty three, whose savage quill had punctured many inflated reputations —”Q3 - How do you like Rita Skeeter after this interview?Q4 - Fleur's wand contains another magical object, do you think Veela hair would make a good wand core?Q5 - Do you think Gregorovitch wands are as good as Olivanders?Q6 - Why do you think Olivander spends more time examining Harry's wand?Q7 - Do you think Sirius is coming back to the castle?Chapter 19 - The Hungarian HorntailQ1 - So Rita Skeeter is putting words in Harry's mouth, which is wrong, but is what she's saying making Harry more likeable?“I didn't start this,” Harry said stubbornly. “It's his problem.” “You miss him!” Hermione said impatiently. “And I know he misses you—”Let's give an ode to friends that we miss!Q2 - Harry cloak seems pretty special…do you think anyone else has invisibility cloaks at the school?Q3 - The school got nesting mother dragons that the champions need to get past…is this tournament really that safe?Q4 - Would you be happy or more stressed that you saw the dragons before the task?Q5 - What is the scariest thing you've ever done?Q6 - How would you get past a dragon?Q7 - What do you think of the info that Sirius gave about Karkaroff?“We know he's a good actor,” said Sirius, “because he convinced the Ministry of Magic to set him free, didn't he?”Q8 - Who do you think that intruder who tried to stop Moody was?“Right — these dragons,” said Sirius speaking very quickly now. “There's a way, Harry…You can do it alone. There is a way, and a simple spell's all you need. Just —” But Harry held up a hand to silence him, his heart suddenly pounding as though it would burst. He could hear footsteps coming down the spiral staircase behind him.Q9 - Would you have let Sirius finish his sentence, or done what Harry did?Chapter 20 - The First TaskSomehow the knowledge that he would rather be here and facing a dragon than back in Privet Drive with Dudley was good to know; it made him feel slightly calmer.Q1 - How would you feel if you just got a new handbag and Harry Potter comes and splits it down the middle?Harry wouldn't have let his worst enemy face those monsters unprepared — well, perhaps Malfoy or Snape…Q2 - What is the character qualities of Harry that you like and dislike?Q3 - How do you like Moody's dark detectors?Q4 - What do you think of the cheating going on at the Tournament?Q5 - What do you think of Bagman trying to help Harry with this task?“Harry,” he said, very seriously, “whoever put your name in that Goblet — I — I reckon they're trying to do you in!” It was as though the last few weeks had never happened — as though Harry was meeting Ron for the first time, right after he'd been made champion…Ron grinned nervously at him and Harry grinned back. Hermione burst into tears. “There's nothing to cry about!” Harry told her, bewildered. “You two are so stupid!”Q6 - Thoughts on Cedred sacrificing a labrador?Chapter 21 - The House-Elf Liberation FrontQ1 - Do you think Karkaroff is the one who put Harry's name in?It was hollow and completely empty — but the moment Harry opened it, the most horrible noise, a loud and screechy wail, filled the room. The nearest thing to it Harry had ever heard was the ghost orchestra at Nearly Headless Nick's Deathday Party, who had all been playing the musical saw.Q2 - What do you think is the clue in the egg?Q3 - Where do you think Hagrid got these Blast-Ended Screwts?“I arose, I settled myself before it, and I gazed into its crystalline depths…and what do you think I saw gazing back at me?” “An ugly old bat in outsized specs?” Ron muttered under his breath. Harry fought hard to keep his face straight. “Death my dears.” Pavarti and Lavendar both put their hands over their mouths, looking horrified. “Yes,” said Professor Trelawney, nodding impressively, “It comes, ever close, it circles overheard like a vulture, ever lower…ever lower over the castle….”Q4 - Thoughts about this prediction?He had one brief glimpse of an enormous, high-ceilinged room, large as the Great Hall above it, with mounds of glittering brass pots and pans heaped around the stone walls, and a great brick fireplace at the other end, when something small hurtled toward him from the middle of the room, squealing, “Harry Potter, sir! Harry Potter!” Next second all the wind had been knocked out of him as the squealing elf hit him hard in the midriff, hugging him so tightly he thought his ribs would break. “D-Dobby?” Harry gasped. “It is Dobby, sir, it is!” squealed the voice from somewhere around his navel. “Dobby has been hoping and hoping to see Harry Potter, sir, and Harry Potter has come to see him, sir!”Q5 - What are your thoughts on Dobby being back in the story?“And Professor Dumbledore says he will pay Dobby, sir, if Dobby wants paying! And so Dobby is a free elf, sir, and Dobby gets a Galleon a week and one day off a month!” “That's not very much!” Hermione shouted indignantly from the floor, over Winky's continued screaming and fist-beating. “Professor Dumbledore offered Dobby ten Galleons a week, and weekends off,” said Dobby, suddenly giving a little shiver, as though the prospect of so much leisure and riches were frightening, “but Dobby beat him down, miss. … Dobby likes freedom, miss, but he isn't wanting too much, miss, he likes work better.”Q6 - Does this change your thoughts on Dumbledore or on house elves (SPEW)?“Dobby likes Professor Dumbledore very much, sir, and is proud to keep his secrets for him.”Q7 - What does Dobby mean here?Q8 - Thoughts on Winky and her dislike of Bagman?Chapter 22 - The Unexpected Task“It is traditional,” said Professor McGonagall firmly. “You are a Hogwarts champion, and you will do what is expected of you as a representative of the school. So make sure you get yourself a partner, Potter.”Q1 - What are your thoughts on McGonagall?Q2 - Do you ever remember getting rejected for asking someone out?“Ron, can we borrow Pigwidgeon?” George asked. “No, he's off delivering a letter,” said Ron. “Why?” “Because George wants to invite him to the ball,” said Fred sarcastically. “Because we want to send a letter, you stupid great prat,” said George. “Who d'you two keep writing to, eh?” said Ron. “Nose out, Ron, or I'll burn that for you too,” said Fred, waving his wand threateningly. “So … you lot got dates for the ball yet?” “Nope,” said Ron. “Well, you'd better hurry up, mate, or all the good ones will be gone,” said Fred. “Who're you going with, then?” said Ron. “Angelina,” said Fred promptly, without a trace of embarrassment. “What?” said Ron, taken aback. “You've already asked her?” “Good point,” said Fred. He turned his head and called across the common room. “Oi! Angelina!” Angelina, who had been chatting with Alicia Spinnet near the fire, looked over at him. “What?” she called back. “Want to come to the ball with me?” Angelina gave Fred an appraising sort of look. “All right, then,” she said, and she turned back to Alicia and carried on chatting with a bit of a grin on her face. “There you go,” said Fred to Harry and Ron, “piece of cake.”Q3 - Who are Fred and George writing to?Q4 - Who is your favorite character outside of the trio?But every time he glimpsed Cho that day — during break, and then lunchtime, and once on the way to History of Magic — she was surrounded by friends. Didn't she ever go anywhere alone? Could he perhaps ambush her as she was going into a bathroom? But no — she even seemed to go there with an escort of four or five girls. Yet if he didn't do it soon, she was bound to have been asked by somebody else.Q5 - We've come into contact with a Bezoar before…do you know what it is and what it does?Giggling should be made illegal, Harry thought furiously, as all the girls around Cho started doing it. She didn't, though. She said, “Okay,” and followed him out of earshot of her classmates.Q6 - How do you like Cho so far?Entering the common room, Harry looked around, and to his surprise he saw Ron sitting ashen-faced in a distant corner. Ginny was sitting with him, talking to him in what seemed to be a low, soothing voice. “What's up, Ron?” said Harry, joining them.Q7 - At this point in the story, who did you think Hermione was going with?Q8 - How do you like Ginny?Q9 - What do you think of Parvati and Harry?

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Welcome to Harry Potter Theory. Today, we'll be discussing exactly when and how Professor Alastor Mad-Eye Moody was subdued and captured by Voldemort's Death Eaters prior to the second rise of the Dark Lord.In Harry's fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he is introduced to Alastor Moody, a reputable Auror for the British Ministry of Magic who has come to take on the position of that year's Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor. For almost an entire school year, Harry gets to know Professor Moody. He learns from him, and trusts him—only to find out months later that the wizard he's gotten to know isn't actually Alastor Mad-Eye Moody at all—but someone else entirely.Through a series of horrific events that begin with the murder of Hufflepuff student Cedric Diggory and end with the confessions of Bartemius "Barty" Crouch Junior, we discover, alongside Harry, that Professor Moody was captured BEFORE the school year even BEGAN. And the man who everyone had believed to be him was actually Barty Crouch Junior—an escaped convict from the wizarding prison of Azkaban and loyal Death Eater.But how in Merlin's Beard could this have happened?! After all, as we've already covered, Alastor Moody was a formidable Auror, a highly trained law enforcement official with incredibly powerful defence against the dark arts skills. So, when and where did this kidnapping take place? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoicesSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Welcome to Harry Potter Theory. Today, we'll be discussing exactly when and how Professor Alastor Mad-Eye Moody was subdued and captured by Voldemort's Death Eaters prior to the second rise of the Dark Lord. In Harry's fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he is introduced to Alastor Moody, a reputable Auror for the British Ministry of Magic who has come to take on the position of that year's Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor. For almost an entire school year, Harry gets to know Professor Moody. He learns from him, and trusts him—only to find out months later that the wizard he's gotten to know isn't actually Alastor Mad-Eye Moody at all—but someone else entirely. Through a series of horrific events that begin with the murder of Hufflepuff student Cedric Diggory and end with the confessions of Bartemius "Barty" Crouch Junior, we discover, alongside Harry, that Professor Moody was captured BEFORE the school year even BEGAN. And the man who everyone had believed to be him was actually Barty Crouch Junior—an escaped convict from the wizarding prison of Azkaban and loyal Death Eater. But how in Merlin's Beard could this have happened?! After all, as we've already covered, Alastor Moody was a formidable Auror, a highly trained law enforcement official with incredibly powerful defence against the dark arts skills. So, when and where did this kidnapping take place? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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On this week's episode, we interrupt your regularly scheduled schoolwork to announce (quite last minute) that there will be a Yule Ball this year! Grab your dress robes and find a dance partner before all the "good ones" are taken! Check out the MuggleCast Overstock Store to grab MuggleCast t-shirts, signed album art, and so much more! Supplies are limited, so act fast and help us support the show! Chapter-by-Chapter continues with Goblet of Fire, Chapter 22: The Unexpected Task 7-Word Summary: Cho regrets not saying ‘yes' to Greatness Main Discussion #1: McGonagall's announcement Is Professor McGonagall not being sensitive to Harry's youth? How long have the teachers known about the Yule Ball this year, and why would they announce it a week before Christmas? Laura asks what our high school dances were like and the hosts try to remember. Fred Weasley has the Cha(rizz)ma to win The Unexpected Task of Asking Girls Out Would it be so wrong if Harry, a champion, went stag to the ball? Harry turns on Cedric Diggory after learning he's Cho's date Cho lets Harry down easy, and we compare her character here vs Book 5 Ginny wins at playing the long game; Ron and Harry both mess up at romance This chapter represents the last time Harry will forget about bezoars Next week: Goblet of Fire, Chapter 23: The Yule Ball Quizzitch question: What gift does Harry get Ron for Christmas in 1994? Visit MuggleCast.com for episode transcripts, social media links, our full episode archive, our favorite episodes, and to contact us! For twice-monthly Bonus MuggleCast, as well as other great benefits, including the chance to co-host the show, a new physical gift every year, and a video message from one of the four of us visit Patreon.com/MuggleCast! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Jenna elevates the ceremonies by supporting the men in need.By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The ‘Jenna' series started last November with ‘Jenna Goes to Church' episodes; followed by ‘Jenna, the Vicar's Wife'. Earlier this month we resumed with a couple 2-part stories from Jenna's series. This is the final 2-part story.A Royal carry-on at the Cathedral.The King’s coronation was only a few weeks away. Lots of different events were planned, and the church of St. Michael’s was no exception.At St. Michael’s vicarage, Reverend Morris was preparing to attend a very important concert at Liverpool cathedral, which was going to be filmed by the team from the popular religious TV programmer, Songs of Praise.Reverend Morris sniggered as he read an online newspaper headline.“17th century diary reveals local vicar had an 11 inch penis.”“I bet he was popular!” He said to his wife.Jenna laughed. “11 inches? Wow, that is impressive. Of course, it’s not the size, it’s what you do with it that counts.”“Oh yes. I agree completely!” He put down his phone. “Right that’s enough of that. We must get ready to leave. Gosh, I’m really looking forward to this concert! It’s a real honor for us to have been invited to attend. His Majesty has been visiting several cathedrals this week."I’m excited too. Will we actually get a chance to speak to the King?”“Perhaps, Jen. Not sure if he’ll come round and speak to all of us, maybe a lucky few on the front row, eh?”“Oh good. Must say, I’m relieved that pregnancy scare turned out to be a false alarm, Simon. I’d just got struck down with a stomach bug. I mean, I want to be a mum one day, but not yet. I’m not ready for such a big responsibility just yet, bringing a new life into the world.”“You’re only twenty-one, Jen. You’ve got plenty of time. Enjoy the best years of your life! And I just know you’ll be a wonderful mum one day. I want us to enjoy our child when the time comes. You’re so good with Christopher when he stays over.”She nodded and thought to herself. After all, I feel I still have a lot of God’s work to do, helping the men of the church.She wasn’t the only one who was relieved. Gordon the organist was overjoyed too. Though after a private meeting with the vicar’s wife in church last week, he confessed that he would’ve “pulled out all the stops” to support her, if it turned out he was the father. Thankfully, the status quo had been restored, and much to his delight, he and Jenna had resumed their weekly “organ practice” on Thursday nights.Gordon had been tempted to confess a whole load of other things to her, but had held back, when he got the impression she’d already figured out the strength of his feelings, and that put his mind at ease.Edward Hardwick was nervous. He was standing in for the regular organist at Liverpool, who’d been struck down with a bad case of flu. Edward knew he had big shoes to fill, as the man he was standing in for was a highly respected musician, with countless accolades and credits to his name.“It wouldn’t be so bad if it was just a regular Sunday service, but why did it have to be a concert where the King will be in attendance? All eyes will be on me. Songs of Praise will be filming. I’m not sure I can cope with this,”Edward was a brilliant young organist, but was prone to periods of self-doubt and nervousness. At twenty-eight, he was still a bit of a greenhorn, compared to the other organists he’d encountered, and had only just landed his first full-time organist job. The small parish church outside Liverpool where he was now the official organist, was a world away from this massive cathedral.Edward was sure a more experienced organist and choirmaster could’ve been found to perform here, but the clergy seemed convinced that he was ideal to take on the job. He took comfort from that. He must be doing something good if they’d put this much faith in him. And playing at the cathedral for a coronation concert would look very good on his resume.Later,"What a beautiful building this is, Jenna marveled as she and Reverend Morris took their seats in the cathedral ready for the concert. Jenna wore a black skirt suit with a white cotton blouse. Simon was in clerical black, wearing a blazer for travel to Liverpool."I’ve been to Liverpool loads of times but never visited the cathedral. I wonder if Father Aiden has been here? He used to be based at Liverpool before he came to our town.”“Yes I think he’s attended a few services here. That reminds me, I must email him sometime and see how he’s getting on at the Living Earth Free Church. Last I heard, he’d got engaged to Róisín.”“Ah, I’m really chuffed for him,” Jenna replied with a smile, remembering her first encounter with the once-miserable priest at the vicarage social last year. She read through the order of service booklet. It was adorned with little golden crowns. The usual collection of familiar patriotic music, Handel’s Messiah, Jerusalem, Rule Britannia, Crown Imperial and of course, the National Anthem.On the first page was some information about the cathedral organ.“Liverpool Cathedral boasts the largest pipe organ in the UK, an instrument of tremendous power and majesty, but also of serenity and calm. Its sole purpose is to aid worship by creating a reverent atmosphere.”“Gordon would be over the moon if he could get his fingers on this impressive instrument! Listen to this, Simon. An ‘Anniversary’ recital is given by the Cathedral Organist each year on the nearest Saturday to 18th, in commemoration of its dedication.The organ is situated in two chambers on opposite sides of the Choir. It currently comprises 10,268 pipes and 200 stops contained in nine divisions. There are two five-manual consoles; the original one up in a dedicated gallery under the North Choir case and a mobile recital console at floor level. The 'Trompette Militaire’ and the 'Tuba Magna’ stops are the loudest voices on the organ.”“Makes the organ in our church look like a penny whistle by comparison,” the vicar replied. “I think even Gordon would be a bit overwhelmed if he had to play this whopper.”“He could play it with ease,” she replied. “Gordon’s the best organist in the world.”The hall was filling up and the warm humid spring day made the cathedral quite warm. Jenna removed her blazer and  laid it over the back of the pew.Jenna leaned her head on Simon's shoulder & closed her eyes. Soon she thought back to last night. Organ practice with Gordon had been wild, and those two old tin pipes he’d given her during Lent had been put to good use again.“Lie back on the stool for me,” Gordon whispered. Slowly, he traced the cold organ pipe down her naked body, before pausing and using the tip of it to tease her erect nipples. She giggled.“So cold!”“Delightfully tuned,” he grunted. He moved a finger down and began teasing her clit. Then he pressed a key on one of the manuals.“Can you sing that note for me?”“Lah.”“Excellent! How about these notes?” He played a few chords whilst fingering her.“Ahh, doe, ray, me; oh my God,”Jenna breathed harder and faster until she shuddered and cried out in ecstasy, and writhed beneath him. The orgasm rocked through her body like a tidal wave; it was indescribable."Always so perfectly in key, Jenna. Very good, very, ah.” Jenna’s bare foot started rubbing his groin, and he struggled to remain composed.“Open your organ loft, Gordon. I need to perform an inspection.”As usual, he immediately succumbed to her charms. “At once,” he smiled, unzipping his trousers and freeing his member from his underpants. “I am sure everything is in fine working order, but I might need a little bit of a re-tune.”“I can help you there,” Jenna said, reaching in she gave a quick kiss to the tip of his fat cock, and began to suck the length, then taking it deeper.Gordon cried out in delight, and dropped the organ pipe. It clattered onto the church’s stone floor.“Oh, so good,” Gordon sighed. His words spurred her on, so she varied her technique, flicking her tongue down his shaft’s sensitive underside, then up. She extended her tongue and licked the head of his cock like a lollipop.“Umm, is my sexy organ daddy ready to give me some of his delicious cum?”“Ahh, he’s got plenty for his Jen, oh God here it comes!”Jenna jerked off the organist until he exploded all over her face. She opened her mouth as a huge, pearly wad of his issue landed on the bridge of her nose. A second spurt hit its target, and she quickly swallowed every drop.“Jenna! Have you nodded off? King Charles has arrived!” Reverend Morris whispered, nudging his wife.“Umm, oh no, sorry I was just thinking, oh yes, there he is!”Everyone stood up, as the soon-to-be crowned monarch took his seat and was welcomed by the Bishop of Liverpool. Thus began the usual formal introductions and as everyone sat down, the sound of the mighty organ radiated through the cathedral.“Our concert begins with a rendition of that wonderful rousing piece by Handel, his Messiah, which was composed in 1741. It was first performed in Dublin on the 13th of April, in 1742 and received its London premiere nearly a year later. After an initially modest public reception, the oratorio gained in popularity, eventually becoming one of the best-known and most frequently performed choral works in Western music.”“I love the Messiah,” Reverend Morris whispered. “Remember when it was played at our wedding?”“Sure do.” Jenna's eyes gleamed.The music began, but after a few moments, it was obvious that the organist at the console wasn’t quite up to playing the mighty beast that this great pipe organ was..Reverend Morris cringed as a few wrong notes were played. “Hmm, I don’t think this chap has practiced this enough. Either that or he’s drunk.”“Well the bishop did say that he’s not the regular organist. I think he’s nervous. Poor guy. I’d be nervous if I had to play in front of the King, and I was being filmed for a TV programmer!”“Oh dear,” Reverend Morris said, as the unfortunate rendition continued. “This is sounding more like Handel’s Messed-Up Messiah.”King Charles appeared to be really enjoying the music. “Oh I say. Reminds one of Les Dawson,” he whispered to Camilla. “Splendid entertainer, he was. Dearest Mummy used to love it when he appeared at the Royal Variety Performance in the Eighties. It takes one a great deal of skill to play wrong notes like that!”Camilla simply nodded, but she wasn’t fooled. This wasn’t meant to be a Les Dawson tribute, but it was certainly interesting.“Did I ever mention that I often play organ music to my plants?” the King continued.More error-filled hymns and pieces followed, until the first half of the concert came to an end, and the interval was welcomed by just about everyone, but mostly by the organist.“Fuck, I screwed everything up,” Edward groaned, shuffling off, his face burning with shame.Some of the overflow crowd lined the hallway, off the sanctuary. Edward faced the gauntlet of critics as he passed through. “Hey mate, is this some kind of joke?” A man shouted. “Have you even taken an organ lesson? Because that was bloody awful!”“My three-year old could play better than that!” A woman added.“My Labrador could play better than that!”“Shame on you! You must be a republican. Playing like that in front of His Majesty!”“Look I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!” Edward mumbled, rushing away from the crowded hallway. He had to hide somewhere and try and compose himself, or he’d never get through the second half of the concert.Meanwhile, Jenna had been navigating her way back from the toilets, which was proving to be a bit of a nightmare, due to the crowds and the security measures in place due to the monarch’s visit.“I definitely shouldn’t be down here,” she said, hurrying down a small corridor. “Uh-oh, this is the vestry. How did I end up here? I’ve got to get back to my seat!”Hurrying through a curtained area, she walked right into a man clad in red cassock and white surplice, whom she assumed was a vicar.“Oh, so sorry; Reverend!” She mumbled.“No I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” the man replied. “Um, I’m not a vicar. I’m Edward, the organist.”“Oh right,” Jenna said. “Well nice to meet you. Um, I think I’m lost. Please could you,” She looked at him and noticed his eyes were red from crying. "Hey; are you okay?”“I’m fine,” Edward sniffed. “Uh, yes, just through there and turn right. Keep right, because the left side is out of bounds because the King’s sat over there.”“You’ve been crying,” Jenna said.‘What a cute guy!'She thought to herself. He looks just like Robert Pattinson. Though she preferred older men, she figured this younger chap was in need of some comfort and a confidence boost. And she never could resist a man wearing church vestments.“I’ve messed up,” Edward sighed. “Surely you heard how bad I played during the first half.”“I don’t blame you,” Jenna replied. “I would’ve been wetting myself if I’d been asked to play in front of the King. I think you did great.”My God, this guy is an adorable cinnamon roll!“Oh thanks. I was still shit though. Um, are you an organist?”“Not officially. I’m a pianist and I work at my church’s Sunday school. The organist at my church who I like, er, who I’m friends with, he has been giving me lessons. It’s taken a while, but I can just about stand in for him and do the morning Eucharist. But I still play the odd wrong note or pull out the wrong stops. It’s such a complicated instrument! So don’t feel bad.”Edward relaxed. “I wish all the members of the public were as understanding as you are. I’ll probably get a grilling off the Bishop later, as well.”“Ignore the haters. And the Bishop is a man of God, so he should be merciful.”“Heh, maybe. What’s your name?”“Jenna. Pleased to meet you Edward! I expect you’ve heard this before, but you look a bit like Robert Pattinson.”“Yeah. I have. Cedric Diggory playing the organ. You’d think he’d use magic so he could play perfectly and without feeling nervous!”“Can’t use magic in the Muggle world!” Jenna smiled.“Heh, are you a Potter fan?”“Nah, never really got into it. But I have seen some of the movies.”“Same here.”“Are you still feeling nervous?”“Terrified. I have to play the national anthem at the end of the second half. If I play a wrong note during that, well I’m dreading it.”“I’ll stop you from feeling nervous,” Jenna winked.“Oh, how do you plan to do that? Do you have some booze?” He jumped as he realized her arms had slipped round him.“No. I’ll give you something better than booze.” She nibbled at the outside corners of his mouth, teasing him to open for her.“Open for me,” she whispered, as she continued to place soft kisses.Edward, who was too shocked to process what was happening, only registered the pretty redhead’s body pressing him against the wall. Unable to move, he simply stood in her embrace, neither accepting nor returning her kisses.He suddenly blushed even more at the sudden realization that he was becoming erect. This is insane, he thought to himself. The second half is about to start and I’m,“You’re really sexy,” Jenna murmured, sending shivers down his spine. Edward was powerless to resist her. “Do you feel me?” She asked in a husky whisper, pressing herself against him, “Do you feel how much I want you?” His shyness was an incredible turn-on, and making her terribly horny. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second.Edward looked into her lovely eyes and bent down to kiss her.At their sweet contact, Jenna heard Edward sigh contentedly. He reached down and grasped her arse. Suddenly, she felt his tongue enter her mouth, and his erection pressing against her.“What would you like, Edward?”“Confidence,” he mumbled back.Jenna pushed him into a small cloakroom. “To give an organist confidence, I need to inspect his organ pipe,” she purred, swiftly reaching under his surplice and fumbling with the buttons on his cassock. “All these buttons, but no worries, I’ll find a way in, ah, there we go!” She unzipped his trousers and reached inside.Edward gasped as her warm hand grabbed his cock. It stiffened further in her grasp.“Oh, what a big pipe you have. It seems like a fine one to play a tune on!” Jenna grinned. These corny organ puns worked so well on Gordon, and it seemed that they worked on Edward too. All male organists liked it if they were complimented on the size of their instrument, surely?Edward couldn’t believe this was happening. The concert was set to resume in ten minutes but here he was, he just closed his eyes as Jenna worked her magic.Another delicious-looking cock. Edward was her third organist, after Gordon and Raymond Wilson from Oakwood Road Methodist church. Third time lucky!Jenna knelt in front him and kissed the top of his enlarged cock. Then she gently kissed all around its head. With long, gentle strokes she licked up and down the length of the shaft as Edward began to moan with pleasure. She took his balls in one hand and began to massage them. His moans increased.Reverend Morris checked his watch, wondering where Jenna had got to. The second half was about to begin.“Did she get lost on her way to the Ladies?” He wondered. Most of the guests had returned to their seats and the Bishop was approaching the podium.“Come on Jen, hurry up, or you’ll miss the start. What on earth is she doing?”Edward immediately entered her and drew a strangled gasp as he plunged his rigid cock to the hilt. He pulled his hips back so that his cock withdrew partially from her sweet grip. He pushed forward again and buried himself back inside her. He’d been single for a while, and it showed. Jenna moaned at the sensation of this eager young organist thrusting in her. She reached her peak only a few seconds before he spurted his cum deep within her, and when they finally parted, Edward felt like he could conquer the world. Never before had he experienced sex as good as this.Jenna gave him a kiss and zipped up his trousers. “I think it’s time I returned to my seat.”“Uh, can I get your email or something? I’m on Twitter, but I don’t tweet much. Are you on there? Hey, I’m the organist at St Paul’s church in Crosby. It has a website. My contact details are on there. What happens now?”She winked at him and gave him a final kiss. “Now, you go and play the organ like a pro. For King and Country.”“Oh. Right. Yes. I will!”Jenna hurried down the corridor, a big smile on her face. The archway to the main hall was blocked by a man in a suit

Jenna elevates the ceremonies by supporting the men in need.By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The ‘Jenna' series started last November with ‘Jenna Goes to Church' episodes; followed by ‘Jenna, the Vicar's Wife'. Earlier this month we resumed with a couple 2-part stories from Jenna's series. This is the final 2-part story.A Royal carry-on at the Cathedral.The King’s coronation was only a few weeks away. Lots of different events were planned, and the church of St. Michael’s was no exception.At St. Michael’s vicarage, Reverend Morris was preparing to attend a very important concert at Liverpool cathedral, which was going to be filmed by the team from the popular religious TV programmer, Songs of Praise.Reverend Morris sniggered as he read an online newspaper headline.“17th century diary reveals local vicar had an 11 inch penis.”“I bet he was popular!” He said to his wife.Jenna laughed. “11 inches? Wow, that is impressive. Of course, it’s not the size, it’s what you do with it that counts.”“Oh yes. I agree completely!” He put down his phone. “Right that’s enough of that. We must get ready to leave. Gosh, I’m really looking forward to this concert! It’s a real honor for us to have been invited to attend. His Majesty has been visiting several cathedrals this week."I’m excited too. Will we actually get a chance to speak to the King?”“Perhaps, Jen. Not sure if he’ll come round and speak to all of us, maybe a lucky few on the front row, eh?”“Oh good. Must say, I’m relieved that pregnancy scare turned out to be a false alarm, Simon. I’d just got struck down with a stomach bug. I mean, I want to be a mum one day, but not yet. I’m not ready for such a big responsibility just yet, bringing a new life into the world.”“You’re only twenty-one, Jen. You’ve got plenty of time. Enjoy the best years of your life! And I just know you’ll be a wonderful mum one day. I want us to enjoy our child when the time comes. You’re so good with Christopher when he stays over.”She nodded and thought to herself. After all, I feel I still have a lot of God’s work to do, helping the men of the church.She wasn’t the only one who was relieved. Gordon the organist was overjoyed too. Though after a private meeting with the vicar’s wife in church last week, he confessed that he would’ve “pulled out all the stops” to support her, if it turned out he was the father. Thankfully, the status quo had been restored, and much to his delight, he and Jenna had resumed their weekly “organ practice” on Thursday nights.Gordon had been tempted to confess a whole load of other things to her, but had held back, when he got the impression she’d already figured out the strength of his feelings, and that put his mind at ease.Edward Hardwick was nervous. He was standing in for the regular organist at Liverpool, who’d been struck down with a bad case of flu. Edward knew he had big shoes to fill, as the man he was standing in for was a highly respected musician, with countless accolades and credits to his name.“It wouldn’t be so bad if it was just a regular Sunday service, but why did it have to be a concert where the King will be in attendance? All eyes will be on me. Songs of Praise will be filming. I’m not sure I can cope with this,”Edward was a brilliant young organist, but was prone to periods of self-doubt and nervousness. At twenty-eight, he was still a bit of a greenhorn, compared to the other organists he’d encountered, and had only just landed his first full-time organist job. The small parish church outside Liverpool where he was now the official organist, was a world away from this massive cathedral.Edward was sure a more experienced organist and choirmaster could’ve been found to perform here, but the clergy seemed convinced that he was ideal to take on the job. He took comfort from that. He must be doing something good if they’d put this much faith in him. And playing at the cathedral for a coronation concert would look very good on his resume.Later,"What a beautiful building this is, Jenna marveled as she and Reverend Morris took their seats in the cathedral ready for the concert. Jenna wore a black skirt suit with a white cotton blouse. Simon was in clerical black, wearing a blazer for travel to Liverpool."I’ve been to Liverpool loads of times but never visited the cathedral. I wonder if Father Aiden has been here? He used to be based at Liverpool before he came to our town.”“Yes I think he’s attended a few services here. That reminds me, I must email him sometime and see how he’s getting on at the Living Earth Free Church. Last I heard, he’d got engaged to Róisín.”“Ah, I’m really chuffed for him,” Jenna replied with a smile, remembering her first encounter with the once-miserable priest at the vicarage social last year. She read through the order of service booklet. It was adorned with little golden crowns. The usual collection of familiar patriotic music, Handel’s Messiah, Jerusalem, Rule Britannia, Crown Imperial and of course, the National Anthem.On the first page was some information about the cathedral organ.“Liverpool Cathedral boasts the largest pipe organ in the UK, an instrument of tremendous power and majesty, but also of serenity and calm. Its sole purpose is to aid worship by creating a reverent atmosphere.”“Gordon would be over the moon if he could get his fingers on this impressive instrument! Listen to this, Simon. An ‘Anniversary’ recital is given by the Cathedral Organist each year on the nearest Saturday to 18th, in commemoration of its dedication.The organ is situated in two chambers on opposite sides of the Choir. It currently comprises 10,268 pipes and 200 stops contained in nine divisions. There are two five-manual consoles; the original one up in a dedicated gallery under the North Choir case and a mobile recital console at floor level. The 'Trompette Militaire’ and the 'Tuba Magna’ stops are the loudest voices on the organ.”“Makes the organ in our church look like a penny whistle by comparison,” the vicar replied. “I think even Gordon would be a bit overwhelmed if he had to play this whopper.”“He could play it with ease,” she replied. “Gordon’s the best organist in the world.”The hall was filling up and the warm humid spring day made the cathedral quite warm. Jenna removed her blazer and  laid it over the back of the pew.Jenna leaned her head on Simon's shoulder & closed her eyes. Soon she thought back to last night. Organ practice with Gordon had been wild, and those two old tin pipes he’d given her during Lent had been put to good use again.“Lie back on the stool for me,” Gordon whispered. Slowly, he traced the cold organ pipe down her naked body, before pausing and using the tip of it to tease her erect nipples. She giggled.“So cold!”“Delightfully tuned,” he grunted. He moved a finger down and began teasing her clit. Then he pressed a key on one of the manuals.“Can you sing that note for me?”“Lah.”“Excellent! How about these notes?” He played a few chords whilst fingering her.“Ahh, doe, ray, me; oh my God,”Jenna breathed harder and faster until she shuddered and cried out in ecstasy, and writhed beneath him. The orgasm rocked through her body like a tidal wave; it was indescribable."Always so perfectly in key, Jenna. Very good, very, ah.” Jenna’s bare foot started rubbing his groin, and he struggled to remain composed.“Open your organ loft, Gordon. I need to perform an inspection.”As usual, he immediately succumbed to her charms. “At once,” he smiled, unzipping his trousers and freeing his member from his underpants. “I am sure everything is in fine working order, but I might need a little bit of a re-tune.”“I can help you there,” Jenna said, reaching in she gave a quick kiss to the tip of his fat cock, and began to suck the length, then taking it deeper.Gordon cried out in delight, and dropped the organ pipe. It clattered onto the church’s stone floor.“Oh, so good,” Gordon sighed. His words spurred her on, so she varied her technique, flicking her tongue down his shaft’s sensitive underside, then up. She extended her tongue and licked the head of his cock like a lollipop.“Umm, is my sexy organ daddy ready to give me some of his delicious cum?”“Ahh, he’s got plenty for his Jen, oh God here it comes!”Jenna jerked off the organist until he exploded all over her face. She opened her mouth as a huge, pearly wad of his issue landed on the bridge of her nose. A second spurt hit its target, and she quickly swallowed every drop.“Jenna! Have you nodded off? King Charles has arrived!” Reverend Morris whispered, nudging his wife.“Umm, oh no, sorry I was just thinking, oh yes, there he is!”Everyone stood up, as the soon-to-be crowned monarch took his seat and was welcomed by the Bishop of Liverpool. Thus began the usual formal introductions and as everyone sat down, the sound of the mighty organ radiated through the cathedral.“Our concert begins with a rendition of that wonderful rousing piece by Handel, his Messiah, which was composed in 1741. It was first performed in Dublin on the 13th of April, in 1742 and received its London premiere nearly a year later. After an initially modest public reception, the oratorio gained in popularity, eventually becoming one of the best-known and most frequently performed choral works in Western music.”“I love the Messiah,” Reverend Morris whispered. “Remember when it was played at our wedding?”“Sure do.” Jenna's eyes gleamed.The music began, but after a few moments, it was obvious that the organist at the console wasn’t quite up to playing the mighty beast that this great pipe organ was..Reverend Morris cringed as a few wrong notes were played. “Hmm, I don’t think this chap has practiced this enough. Either that or he’s drunk.”“Well the bishop did say that he’s not the regular organist. I think he’s nervous. Poor guy. I’d be nervous if I had to play in front of the King, and I was being filmed for a TV programmer!”“Oh dear,” Reverend Morris said, as the unfortunate rendition continued. “This is sounding more like Handel’s Messed-Up Messiah.”King Charles appeared to be really enjoying the music. “Oh I say. Reminds one of Les Dawson,” he whispered to Camilla. “Splendid entertainer, he was. Dearest Mummy used to love it when he appeared at the Royal Variety Performance in the Eighties. It takes one a great deal of skill to play wrong notes like that!”Camilla simply nodded, but she wasn’t fooled. This wasn’t meant to be a Les Dawson tribute, but it was certainly interesting.“Did I ever mention that I often play organ music to my plants?” the King continued.More error-filled hymns and pieces followed, until the first half of the concert came to an end, and the interval was welcomed by just about everyone, but mostly by the organist.“Fuck, I screwed everything up,” Edward groaned, shuffling off, his face burning with shame.Some of the overflow crowd lined the hallway, off the sanctuary. Edward faced the gauntlet of critics as he passed through. “Hey mate, is this some kind of joke?” A man shouted. “Have you even taken an organ lesson? Because that was bloody awful!”“My three-year old could play better than that!” A woman added.“My Labrador could play better than that!”“Shame on you! You must be a republican. Playing like that in front of His Majesty!”“Look I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!” Edward mumbled, rushing away from the crowded hallway. He had to hide somewhere and try and compose himself, or he’d never get through the second half of the concert.Meanwhile, Jenna had been navigating her way back from the toilets, which was proving to be a bit of a nightmare, due to the crowds and the security measures in place due to the monarch’s visit.“I definitely shouldn’t be down here,” she said, hurrying down a small corridor. “Uh-oh, this is the vestry. How did I end up here? I’ve got to get back to my seat!”Hurrying through a curtained area, she walked right into a man clad in red cassock and white surplice, whom she assumed was a vicar.“Oh, so sorry; Reverend!” She mumbled.“No I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” the man replied. “Um, I’m not a vicar. I’m Edward, the organist.”“Oh right,” Jenna said. “Well nice to meet you. Um, I think I’m lost. Please could you,” She looked at him and noticed his eyes were red from crying. "Hey; are you okay?”“I’m fine,” Edward sniffed. “Uh, yes, just through there and turn right. Keep right, because the left side is out of bounds because the King’s sat over there.”“You’ve been crying,” Jenna said.‘What a cute guy!'She thought to herself. He looks just like Robert Pattinson. Though she preferred older men, she figured this younger chap was in need of some comfort and a confidence boost. And she never could resist a man wearing church vestments.“I’ve messed up,” Edward sighed. “Surely you heard how bad I played during the first half.”“I don’t blame you,” Jenna replied. “I would’ve been wetting myself if I’d been asked to play in front of the King. I think you did great.”My God, this guy is an adorable cinnamon roll!“Oh thanks. I was still shit though. Um, are you an organist?”“Not officially. I’m a pianist and I work at my church’s Sunday school. The organist at my church who I like, er, who I’m friends with, he has been giving me lessons. It’s taken a while, but I can just about stand in for him and do the morning Eucharist. But I still play the odd wrong note or pull out the wrong stops. It’s such a complicated instrument! So don’t feel bad.”Edward relaxed. “I wish all the members of the public were as understanding as you are. I’ll probably get a grilling off the Bishop later, as well.”“Ignore the haters. And the Bishop is a man of God, so he should be merciful.”“Heh, maybe. What’s your name?”“Jenna. Pleased to meet you Edward! I expect you’ve heard this before, but you look a bit like Robert Pattinson.”“Yeah. I have. Cedric Diggory playing the organ. You’d think he’d use magic so he could play perfectly and without feeling nervous!”“Can’t use magic in the Muggle world!” Jenna smiled.“Heh, are you a Potter fan?”“Nah, never really got into it. But I have seen some of the movies.”“Same here.”“Are you still feeling nervous?”“Terrified. I have to play the national anthem at the end of the second half. If I play a wrong note during that, well I’m dreading it.”“I’ll stop you from feeling nervous,” Jenna winked.“Oh, how do you plan to do that? Do you have some booze?” He jumped as he realized her arms had slipped round him.“No. I’ll give you something better than booze.” She nibbled at the outside corners of his mouth, teasing him to open for her.“Open for me,” she whispered, as she continued to place soft kisses.Edward, who was too shocked to process what was happening, only registered the pretty redhead’s body pressing him against the wall. Unable to move, he simply stood in her embrace, neither accepting nor returning her kisses.He suddenly blushed even more at the sudden realization that he was becoming erect. This is insane, he thought to himself. The second half is about to start and I’m,“You’re really sexy,” Jenna murmured, sending shivers down his spine. Edward was powerless to resist her. “Do you feel me?” She asked in a husky whisper, pressing herself against him, “Do you feel how much I want you?” His shyness was an incredible turn-on, and making her terribly horny. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second.Edward looked into her lovely eyes and bent down to kiss her.At their sweet contact, Jenna heard Edward sigh contentedly. He reached down and grasped her arse. Suddenly, she felt his tongue enter her mouth, and his erection pressing against her.“What would you like, Edward?”“Confidence,” he mumbled back.Jenna pushed him into a small cloakroom. “To give an organist confidence, I need to inspect his organ pipe,” she purred, swiftly reaching under his surplice and fumbling with the buttons on his cassock. “All these buttons, but no worries, I’ll find a way in, ah, there we go!” She unzipped his trousers and reached inside.Edward gasped as her warm hand grabbed his cock. It stiffened further in her grasp.“Oh, what a big pipe you have. It seems like a fine one to play a tune on!” Jenna grinned. These corny organ puns worked so well on Gordon, and it seemed that they worked on Edward too. All male organists liked it if they were complimented on the size of their instrument, surely?Edward couldn’t believe this was happening. The concert was set to resume in ten minutes but here he was, he just closed his eyes as Jenna worked her magic.Another delicious-looking cock. Edward was her third organist, after Gordon and Raymond Wilson from Oakwood Road Methodist church. Third time lucky!Jenna knelt in front him and kissed the top of his enlarged cock. Then she gently kissed all around its head. With long, gentle strokes she licked up and down the length of the shaft as Edward began to moan with pleasure. She took his balls in one hand and began to massage them. His moans increased.Reverend Morris checked his watch, wondering where Jenna had got to. The second half was about to begin.“Did she get lost on her way to the Ladies?” He wondered. Most of the guests had returned to their seats and the Bishop was approaching the podium.“Come on Jen, hurry up, or you’ll miss the start. What on earth is she doing?”Edward immediately entered her and drew a strangled gasp as he plunged his rigid cock to the hilt. He pulled his hips back so that his cock withdrew partially from her sweet grip. He pushed forward again and buried himself back inside her. He’d been single for a while, and it showed. Jenna moaned at the sensation of this eager young organist thrusting in her. She reached her peak only a few seconds before he spurted his cum deep within her, and when they finally parted, Edward felt like he could conquer the world. Never before had he experienced sex as good as this.Jenna gave him a kiss and zipped up his trousers. “I think it’s time I returned to my seat.”“Uh, can I get your email or something? I’m on Twitter, but I don’t tweet much. Are you on there? Hey, I’m the organist at St Paul’s church in Crosby. It has a website. My contact details are on there. What happens now?”She winked at him and gave him a final kiss. “Now, you go and play the organ like a pro. For King and Country.”“Oh. Right. Yes. I will!”Jenna hurried down the corridor, a big smile on her face. The archway to the main hall was blocked by a man in a suit standing in the middle.“Excuse me,” she muttered, tapping his arm, without realizing who he was.“Ah, hello there!” King Charles smiled.Jenna froze.“You must be one of the cathedral’s hard-working staff?” He said.“Er, I, Your Majesty.” Jenna gave an awkward curtsey. Damn, how embarrassing!“It seems we had a disturbance during the interval. Some fellows from Extinction Rebellion burst in and tried to glue themselves to the pulpit. Did you see it?”“Er, er, no I didn’t. I was back there.” Jenna was desperate to get away, but the King was in a talkative mood and took hold of her hand.“All quite amusing! What’s your name, dear?”“Jen, Jenna.”He gestured to a photographer. “See here, this young lady, one of many who is a credit to the cathedral. This is Jenna, yes, yes. Are you getting this? Nice smiles now!”Hope I haven’t got cum on the front of my dress, Jenna thought, as the camera clicked away.King Charles finally released Jenna’s hand. “Splendid to meet you! Plant some trees!”“Thank you. Will do.” When he eventually turned and walked to some other people, she was able to hurry down the side aisle and back to her seat.“Oh Jen!” Reverend Morris gasped, as his wife hurried beside him. “I saw everything! You got to shake the King’s hand! Oh you lucky thing! I’m so pleased for you!”“I, I got a bit lost coming back from the toilets and I,” Jenna stammered, still in shock."Thank God you did! If you hadn’t exited from that particular area, the King wouldn’t have seen you!”“I was so nervous. I bet I looked a right muppet. And there was a photographer there!”“Not just a photographer. The cameraman from Songs of Praise filmed you too!”“Oh no!”“Relax, you looked great as always. You’re a bit sweaty though. Must be the nerves. It’s not like you to be nervous though! You missed all the chaos when the eco-nutters gate-crashed the place.”The Bishop appeared. “Ladies, gentlemen, and non-binary persons, we apologies for the earlier disruption, but normal service has been resumed. Now we begin the second half of our concert. May I now ask you to stand as we sing that great hymn of England, Jerusalem!”“Let’s hope they’ve swapped organists,” somebody behind Jenna was heard to say.The first chords of Sir Hubert Parry’s masterpiece began, and to everyone’s surprise and delight, Edward played the hymn to absolute perfection.“Thank goodness I was able to help him,” Jenna smiled.To be continued.By Blacksheep for Literotica.

Jenna elevates the ceremonies by supporting the men in need.By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The ‘Jenna' series started last November with ‘Jenna Goes to Church' episodes; followed by ‘Jenna, the Vicar's Wife'. Earlier this month we resumed with a couple 2-part stories from Jenna's series. This is the final 2-part story.A Royal carry-on at the Cathedral.The King’s coronation was only a few weeks away. Lots of different events were planned, and the church of St. Michael’s was no exception.At St. Michael’s vicarage, Reverend Morris was preparing to attend a very important concert at Liverpool cathedral, which was going to be filmed by the team from the popular religious TV programmer, Songs of Praise.Reverend Morris sniggered as he read an online newspaper headline.“17th century diary reveals local vicar had an 11 inch penis.”“I bet he was popular!” He said to his wife.Jenna laughed. “11 inches? Wow, that is impressive. Of course, it’s not the size, it’s what you do with it that counts.”“Oh yes. I agree completely!” He put down his phone. “Right that’s enough of that. We must get ready to leave. Gosh, I’m really looking forward to this concert! It’s a real honor for us to have been invited to attend. His Majesty has been visiting several cathedrals this week."I’m excited too. Will we actually get a chance to speak to the King?”“Perhaps, Jen. Not sure if he’ll come round and speak to all of us, maybe a lucky few on the front row, eh?”“Oh good. Must say, I’m relieved that pregnancy scare turned out to be a false alarm, Simon. I’d just got struck down with a stomach bug. I mean, I want to be a mum one day, but not yet. I’m not ready for such a big responsibility just yet, bringing a new life into the world.”“You’re only twenty-one, Jen. You’ve got plenty of time. Enjoy the best years of your life! And I just know you’ll be a wonderful mum one day. I want us to enjoy our child when the time comes. You’re so good with Christopher when he stays over.”She nodded and thought to herself. After all, I feel I still have a lot of God’s work to do, helping the men of the church.She wasn’t the only one who was relieved. Gordon the organist was overjoyed too. Though after a private meeting with the vicar’s wife in church last week, he confessed that he would’ve “pulled out all the stops” to support her, if it turned out he was the father. Thankfully, the status quo had been restored, and much to his delight, he and Jenna had resumed their weekly “organ practice” on Thursday nights.Gordon had been tempted to confess a whole load of other things to her, but had held back, when he got the impression she’d already figured out the strength of his feelings, and that put his mind at ease.Edward Hardwick was nervous. He was standing in for the regular organist at Liverpool, who’d been struck down with a bad case of flu. Edward knew he had big shoes to fill, as the man he was standing in for was a highly respected musician, with countless accolades and credits to his name.“It wouldn’t be so bad if it was just a regular Sunday service, but why did it have to be a concert where the King will be in attendance? All eyes will be on me. Songs of Praise will be filming. I’m not sure I can cope with this,”Edward was a brilliant young organist, but was prone to periods of self-doubt and nervousness. At twenty-eight, he was still a bit of a greenhorn, compared to the other organists he’d encountered, and had only just landed his first full-time organist job. The small parish church outside Liverpool where he was now the official organist, was a world away from this massive cathedral.Edward was sure a more experienced organist and choirmaster could’ve been found to perform here, but the clergy seemed convinced that he was ideal to take on the job. He took comfort from that. He must be doing something good if they’d put this much faith in him. And playing at the cathedral for a coronation concert would look very good on his resume.Later,"What a beautiful building this is, Jenna marveled as she and Reverend Morris took their seats in the cathedral ready for the concert. Jenna wore a black skirt suit with a white cotton blouse. Simon was in clerical black, wearing a blazer for travel to Liverpool."I’ve been to Liverpool loads of times but never visited the cathedral. I wonder if Father Aiden has been here? He used to be based at Liverpool before he came to our town.”“Yes I think he’s attended a few services here. That reminds me, I must email him sometime and see how he’s getting on at the Living Earth Free Church. Last I heard, he’d got engaged to Róisín.”“Ah, I’m really chuffed for him,” Jenna replied with a smile, remembering her first encounter with the once-miserable priest at the vicarage social last year. She read through the order of service booklet. It was adorned with little golden crowns. The usual collection of familiar patriotic music, Handel’s Messiah, Jerusalem, Rule Britannia, Crown Imperial and of course, the National Anthem.On the first page was some information about the cathedral organ.“Liverpool Cathedral boasts the largest pipe organ in the UK, an instrument of tremendous power and majesty, but also of serenity and calm. Its sole purpose is to aid worship by creating a reverent atmosphere.”“Gordon would be over the moon if he could get his fingers on this impressive instrument! Listen to this, Simon. An ‘Anniversary’ recital is given by the Cathedral Organist each year on the nearest Saturday to 18th, in commemoration of its dedication.The organ is situated in two chambers on opposite sides of the Choir. It currently comprises 10,268 pipes and 200 stops contained in nine divisions. There are two five-manual consoles; the original one up in a dedicated gallery under the North Choir case and a mobile recital console at floor level. The 'Trompette Militaire’ and the 'Tuba Magna’ stops are the loudest voices on the organ.”“Makes the organ in our church look like a penny whistle by comparison,” the vicar replied. “I think even Gordon would be a bit overwhelmed if he had to play this whopper.”“He could play it with ease,” she replied. “Gordon’s the best organist in the world.”The hall was filling up and the warm humid spring day made the cathedral quite warm. Jenna removed her blazer and  laid it over the back of the pew.Jenna leaned her head on Simon's shoulder & closed her eyes. Soon she thought back to last night. Organ practice with Gordon had been wild, and those two old tin pipes he’d given her during Lent had been put to good use again.“Lie back on the stool for me,” Gordon whispered. Slowly, he traced the cold organ pipe down her naked body, before pausing and using the tip of it to tease her erect nipples. She giggled.“So cold!”“Delightfully tuned,” he grunted. He moved a finger down and began teasing her clit. Then he pressed a key on one of the manuals.“Can you sing that note for me?”“Lah.”“Excellent! How about these notes?” He played a few chords whilst fingering her.“Ahh, doe, ray, me; oh my God,”Jenna breathed harder and faster until she shuddered and cried out in ecstasy, and writhed beneath him. The orgasm rocked through her body like a tidal wave; it was indescribable."Always so perfectly in key, Jenna. Very good, very, ah.” Jenna’s bare foot started rubbing his groin, and he struggled to remain composed.“Open your organ loft, Gordon. I need to perform an inspection.”As usual, he immediately succumbed to her charms. “At once,” he smiled, unzipping his trousers and freeing his member from his underpants. “I am sure everything is in fine working order, but I might need a little bit of a re-tune.”“I can help you there,” Jenna said, reaching in she gave a quick kiss to the tip of his fat cock, and began to suck the length, then taking it deeper.Gordon cried out in delight, and dropped the organ pipe. It clattered onto the church’s stone floor.“Oh, so good,” Gordon sighed. His words spurred her on, so she varied her technique, flicking her tongue down his shaft’s sensitive underside, then up. She extended her tongue and licked the head of his cock like a lollipop.“Umm, is my sexy organ daddy ready to give me some of his delicious cum?”“Ahh, he’s got plenty for his Jen, oh God here it comes!”Jenna jerked off the organist until he exploded all over her face. She opened her mouth as a huge, pearly wad of his issue landed on the bridge of her nose. A second spurt hit its target, and she quickly swallowed every drop.“Jenna! Have you nodded off? King Charles has arrived!” Reverend Morris whispered, nudging his wife.“Umm, oh no, sorry I was just thinking, oh yes, there he is!”Everyone stood up, as the soon-to-be crowned monarch took his seat and was welcomed by the Bishop of Liverpool. Thus began the usual formal introductions and as everyone sat down, the sound of the mighty organ radiated through the cathedral.“Our concert begins with a rendition of that wonderful rousing piece by Handel, his Messiah, which was composed in 1741. It was first performed in Dublin on the 13th of April, in 1742 and received its London premiere nearly a year later. After an initially modest public reception, the oratorio gained in popularity, eventually becoming one of the best-known and most frequently performed choral works in Western music.”“I love the Messiah,” Reverend Morris whispered. “Remember when it was played at our wedding?”“Sure do.” Jenna's eyes gleamed.The music began, but after a few moments, it was obvious that the organist at the console wasn’t quite up to playing the mighty beast that this great pipe organ was..Reverend Morris cringed as a few wrong notes were played. “Hmm, I don’t think this chap has practiced this enough. Either that or he’s drunk.”“Well the bishop did say that he’s not the regular organist. I think he’s nervous. Poor guy. I’d be nervous if I had to play in front of the King, and I was being filmed for a TV programmer!”“Oh dear,” Reverend Morris said, as the unfortunate rendition continued. “This is sounding more like Handel’s Messed-Up Messiah.”King Charles appeared to be really enjoying the music. “Oh I say. Reminds one of Les Dawson,” he whispered to Camilla. “Splendid entertainer, he was. Dearest Mummy used to love it when he appeared at the Royal Variety Performance in the Eighties. It takes one a great deal of skill to play wrong notes like that!”Camilla simply nodded, but she wasn’t fooled. This wasn’t meant to be a Les Dawson tribute, but it was certainly interesting.“Did I ever mention that I often play organ music to my plants?” the King continued.More error-filled hymns and pieces followed, until the first half of the concert came to an end, and the interval was welcomed by just about everyone, but mostly by the organist.“Fuck, I screwed everything up,” Edward groaned, shuffling off, his face burning with shame.Some of the overflow crowd lined the hallway, off the sanctuary. Edward faced the gauntlet of critics as he passed through. “Hey mate, is this some kind of joke?” A man shouted. “Have you even taken an organ lesson? Because that was bloody awful!”“My three-year old could play better than that!” A woman added.“My Labrador could play better than that!”“Shame on you! You must be a republican. Playing like that in front of His Majesty!”“Look I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!” Edward mumbled, rushing away from the crowded hallway. He had to hide somewhere and try and compose himself, or he’d never get through the second half of the concert.Meanwhile, Jenna had been navigating her way back from the toilets, which was proving to be a bit of a nightmare, due to the crowds and the security measures in place due to the monarch’s visit.“I definitely shouldn’t be down here,” she said, hurrying down a small corridor. “Uh-oh, this is the vestry. How did I end up here? I’ve got to get back to my seat!”Hurrying through a curtained area, she walked right into a man clad in red cassock and white surplice, whom she assumed was a vicar.“Oh, so sorry; Reverend!” She mumbled.“No I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” the man replied. “Um, I’m not a vicar. I’m Edward, the organist.”“Oh right,” Jenna said. “Well nice to meet you. Um, I think I’m lost. Please could you,” She looked at him and noticed his eyes were red from crying. "Hey; are you okay?”“I’m fine,” Edward sniffed. “Uh, yes, just through there and turn right. Keep right, because the left side is out of bounds because the King’s sat over there.”“You’ve been crying,” Jenna said.‘What a cute guy!'She thought to herself. He looks just like Robert Pattinson. Though she preferred older men, she figured this younger chap was in need of some comfort and a confidence boost. And she never could resist a man wearing church vestments.“I’ve messed up,” Edward sighed. “Surely you heard how bad I played during the first half.”“I don’t blame you,” Jenna replied. “I would’ve been wetting myself if I’d been asked to play in front of the King. I think you did great.”My God, this guy is an adorable cinnamon roll!“Oh thanks. I was still shit though. Um, are you an organist?”“Not officially. I’m a pianist and I work at my church’s Sunday school. The organist at my church who I like, er, who I’m friends with, he has been giving me lessons. It’s taken a while, but I can just about stand in for him and do the morning Eucharist. But I still play the odd wrong note or pull out the wrong stops. It’s such a complicated instrument! So don’t feel bad.”Edward relaxed. “I wish all the members of the public were as understanding as you are. I’ll probably get a grilling off the Bishop later, as well.”“Ignore the haters. And the Bishop is a man of God, so he should be merciful.”“Heh, maybe. What’s your name?”“Jenna. Pleased to meet you Edward! I expect you’ve heard this before, but you look a bit like Robert Pattinson.”“Yeah. I have. Cedric Diggory playing the organ. You’d think he’d use magic so he could play perfectly and without feeling nervous!”“Can’t use magic in the Muggle world!” Jenna smiled.“Heh, are you a Potter fan?”“Nah, never really got into it. But I have seen some of the movies.”“Same here.”“Are you still feeling nervous?”“Terrified. I have to play the national anthem at the end of the second half. If I play a wrong note during that, well I’m dreading it.”“I’ll stop you from feeling nervous,” Jenna winked.“Oh, how do you plan to do that? Do you have some booze?” He jumped as he realized her arms had slipped round him.“No. I’ll give you something better than booze.” She nibbled at the outside corners of his mouth, teasing him to open for her.“Open for me,” she whispered, as she continued to place soft kisses.Edward, who was too shocked to process what was happening, only registered the pretty redhead’s body pressing him against the wall. Unable to move, he simply stood in her embrace, neither accepting nor returning her kisses.He suddenly blushed even more at the sudden realization that he was becoming erect. This is insane, he thought to himself. The second half is about to start and I’m,“You’re really sexy,” Jenna murmured, sending shivers down his spine. Edward was powerless to resist her. “Do you feel me?” She asked in a husky whisper, pressing herself against him, “Do you feel how much I want you?” His shyness was an incredible turn-on, and making her terribly horny. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second.Edward looked into her lovely eyes and bent down to kiss her.At their sweet contact, Jenna heard Edward sigh contentedly. He reached down and grasped her arse. Suddenly, she felt his tongue enter her mouth, and his erection pressing against her.“What would you like, Edward?”“Confidence,” he mumbled back.Jenna pushed him into a small cloakroom. “To give an organist confidence, I need to inspect his organ pipe,” she purred, swiftly reaching under his surplice and fumbling with the buttons on his cassock. “All these buttons, but no worries, I’ll find a way in, ah, there we go!” She unzipped his trousers and reached inside.Edward gasped as her warm hand grabbed his cock. It stiffened further in her grasp.“Oh, what a big pipe you have. It seems like a fine one to play a tune on!” Jenna grinned. These corny organ puns worked so well on Gordon, and it seemed that they worked on Edward too. All male organists liked it if they were complimented on the size of their instrument, surely?Edward couldn’t believe this was happening. The concert was set to resume in ten minutes but here he was, he just closed his eyes as Jenna worked her magic.Another delicious-looking cock. Edward was her third organist, after Gordon and Raymond Wilson from Oakwood Road Methodist church. Third time lucky!Jenna knelt in front him and kissed the top of his enlarged cock. Then she gently kissed all around its head. With long, gentle strokes she licked up and down the length of the shaft as Edward began to moan with pleasure. She took his balls in one hand and began to massage them. His moans increased.Reverend Morris checked his watch, wondering where Jenna had got to. The second half was about to begin.“Did she get lost on her way to the Ladies?” He wondered. Most of the guests had returned to their seats and the Bishop was approaching the podium.“Come on Jen, hurry up, or you’ll miss the start. What on earth is she doing?”Edward immediately entered her and drew a strangled gasp as he plunged his rigid cock to the hilt. He pulled his hips back so that his cock withdrew partially from her sweet grip. He pushed forward again and buried himself back inside her. He’d been single for a while, and it showed. Jenna moaned at the sensation of this eager young organist thrusting in her. She reached her peak only a few seconds before he spurted his cum deep within her, and when they finally parted, Edward felt like he could conquer the world. Never before had he experienced sex as good as this.Jenna gave him a kiss and zipped up his trousers. “I think it’s time I returned to my seat.”“Uh, can I get your email or something? I’m on Twitter, but I don’t tweet much. Are you on there? Hey, I’m the organist at St Paul’s church in Crosby. It has a website. My contact details are on there. What happens now?”She winked at him and gave him a final kiss. “Now, you go and play the organ like a pro. For King and Country.”“Oh. Right. Yes. I will!”Jenna hurried down the corridor, a big smile on her face. The archway to the main hall was blocked by a man in a suit

Jenna elevates the ceremonies by supporting the men in need.By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.The ‘Jenna' series started last November with ‘Jenna Goes to Church' episodes; followed by ‘Jenna, the Vicar's Wife'. Earlier this month we resumed with a couple 2-part stories from Jenna's series. This is the final 2-part story.A Royal carry-on at the Cathedral.The King’s coronation was only a few weeks away. Lots of different events were planned, and the church of St. Michael’s was no exception.At St. Michael’s vicarage, Reverend Morris was preparing to attend a very important concert at Liverpool cathedral, which was going to be filmed by the team from the popular religious TV programmer, Songs of Praise.Reverend Morris sniggered as he read an online newspaper headline.“17th century diary reveals local vicar had an 11 inch penis.”“I bet he was popular!” He said to his wife.Jenna laughed. “11 inches? Wow, that is impressive. Of course, it’s not the size, it’s what you do with it that counts.”“Oh yes. I agree completely!” He put down his phone. “Right that’s enough of that. We must get ready to leave. Gosh, I’m really looking forward to this concert! It’s a real honor for us to have been invited to attend. His Majesty has been visiting several cathedrals this week."I’m excited too. Will we actually get a chance to speak to the King?”“Perhaps, Jen. Not sure if he’ll come round and speak to all of us, maybe a lucky few on the front row, eh?”“Oh good. Must say, I’m relieved that pregnancy scare turned out to be a false alarm, Simon. I’d just got struck down with a stomach bug. I mean, I want to be a mum one day, but not yet. I’m not ready for such a big responsibility just yet, bringing a new life into the world.”“You’re only twenty-one, Jen. You’ve got plenty of time. Enjoy the best years of your life! And I just know you’ll be a wonderful mum one day. I want us to enjoy our child when the time comes. You’re so good with Christopher when he stays over.”She nodded and thought to herself. After all, I feel I still have a lot of God’s work to do, helping the men of the church.She wasn’t the only one who was relieved. Gordon the organist was overjoyed too. Though after a private meeting with the vicar’s wife in church last week, he confessed that he would’ve “pulled out all the stops” to support her, if it turned out he was the father. Thankfully, the status quo had been restored, and much to his delight, he and Jenna had resumed their weekly “organ practice” on Thursday nights.Gordon had been tempted to confess a whole load of other things to her, but had held back, when he got the impression she’d already figured out the strength of his feelings, and that put his mind at ease.Edward Hardwick was nervous. He was standing in for the regular organist at Liverpool, who’d been struck down with a bad case of flu. Edward knew he had big shoes to fill, as the man he was standing in for was a highly respected musician, with countless accolades and credits to his name.“It wouldn’t be so bad if it was just a regular Sunday service, but why did it have to be a concert where the King will be in attendance? All eyes will be on me. Songs of Praise will be filming. I’m not sure I can cope with this,”Edward was a brilliant young organist, but was prone to periods of self-doubt and nervousness. At twenty-eight, he was still a bit of a greenhorn, compared to the other organists he’d encountered, and had only just landed his first full-time organist job. The small parish church outside Liverpool where he was now the official organist, was a world away from this massive cathedral.Edward was sure a more experienced organist and choirmaster could’ve been found to perform here, but the clergy seemed convinced that he was ideal to take on the job. He took comfort from that. He must be doing something good if they’d put this much faith in him. And playing at the cathedral for a coronation concert would look very good on his resume.Later,"What a beautiful building this is, Jenna marveled as she and Reverend Morris took their seats in the cathedral ready for the concert. Jenna wore a black skirt suit with a white cotton blouse. Simon was in clerical black, wearing a blazer for travel to Liverpool."I’ve been to Liverpool loads of times but never visited the cathedral. I wonder if Father Aiden has been here? He used to be based at Liverpool before he came to our town.”“Yes I think he’s attended a few services here. That reminds me, I must email him sometime and see how he’s getting on at the Living Earth Free Church. Last I heard, he’d got engaged to Róisín.”“Ah, I’m really chuffed for him,” Jenna replied with a smile, remembering her first encounter with the once-miserable priest at the vicarage social last year. She read through the order of service booklet. It was adorned with little golden crowns. The usual collection of familiar patriotic music, Handel’s Messiah, Jerusalem, Rule Britannia, Crown Imperial and of course, the National Anthem.On the first page was some information about the cathedral organ.“Liverpool Cathedral boasts the largest pipe organ in the UK, an instrument of tremendous power and majesty, but also of serenity and calm. Its sole purpose is to aid worship by creating a reverent atmosphere.”“Gordon would be over the moon if he could get his fingers on this impressive instrument! Listen to this, Simon. An ‘Anniversary’ recital is given by the Cathedral Organist each year on the nearest Saturday to 18th, in commemoration of its dedication.The organ is situated in two chambers on opposite sides of the Choir. It currently comprises 10,268 pipes and 200 stops contained in nine divisions. There are two five-manual consoles; the original one up in a dedicated gallery under the North Choir case and a mobile recital console at floor level. The 'Trompette Militaire’ and the 'Tuba Magna’ stops are the loudest voices on the organ.”“Makes the organ in our church look like a penny whistle by comparison,” the vicar replied. “I think even Gordon would be a bit overwhelmed if he had to play this whopper.”“He could play it with ease,” she replied. “Gordon’s the best organist in the world.”The hall was filling up and the warm humid spring day made the cathedral quite warm. Jenna removed her blazer and  laid it over the back of the pew.Jenna leaned her head on Simon's shoulder & closed her eyes. Soon she thought back to last night. Organ practice with Gordon had been wild, and those two old tin pipes he’d given her during Lent had been put to good use again.“Lie back on the stool for me,” Gordon whispered. Slowly, he traced the cold organ pipe down her naked body, before pausing and using the tip of it to tease her erect nipples. She giggled.“So cold!”“Delightfully tuned,” he grunted. He moved a finger down and began teasing her clit. Then he pressed a key on one of the manuals.“Can you sing that note for me?”“Lah.”“Excellent! How about these notes?” He played a few chords whilst fingering her.“Ahh, doe, ray, me; oh my God,”Jenna breathed harder and faster until she shuddered and cried out in ecstasy, and writhed beneath him. The orgasm rocked through her body like a tidal wave; it was indescribable."Always so perfectly in key, Jenna. Very good, very, ah.” Jenna’s bare foot started rubbing his groin, and he struggled to remain composed.“Open your organ loft, Gordon. I need to perform an inspection.”As usual, he immediately succumbed to her charms. “At once,” he smiled, unzipping his trousers and freeing his member from his underpants. “I am sure everything is in fine working order, but I might need a little bit of a re-tune.”“I can help you there,” Jenna said, reaching in she gave a quick kiss to the tip of his fat cock, and began to suck the length, then taking it deeper.Gordon cried out in delight, and dropped the organ pipe. It clattered onto the church’s stone floor.“Oh, so good,” Gordon sighed. His words spurred her on, so she varied her technique, flicking her tongue down his shaft’s sensitive underside, then up. She extended her tongue and licked the head of his cock like a lollipop.“Umm, is my sexy organ daddy ready to give me some of his delicious cum?”“Ahh, he’s got plenty for his Jen, oh God here it comes!”Jenna jerked off the organist until he exploded all over her face. She opened her mouth as a huge, pearly wad of his issue landed on the bridge of her nose. A second spurt hit its target, and she quickly swallowed every drop.“Jenna! Have you nodded off? King Charles has arrived!” Reverend Morris whispered, nudging his wife.“Umm, oh no, sorry I was just thinking, oh yes, there he is!”Everyone stood up, as the soon-to-be crowned monarch took his seat and was welcomed by the Bishop of Liverpool. Thus began the usual formal introductions and as everyone sat down, the sound of the mighty organ radiated through the cathedral.“Our concert begins with a rendition of that wonderful rousing piece by Handel, his Messiah, which was composed in 1741. It was first performed in Dublin on the 13th of April, in 1742 and received its London premiere nearly a year later. After an initially modest public reception, the oratorio gained in popularity, eventually becoming one of the best-known and most frequently performed choral works in Western music.”“I love the Messiah,” Reverend Morris whispered. “Remember when it was played at our wedding?”“Sure do.” Jenna's eyes gleamed.The music began, but after a few moments, it was obvious that the organist at the console wasn’t quite up to playing the mighty beast that this great pipe organ was..Reverend Morris cringed as a few wrong notes were played. “Hmm, I don’t think this chap has practiced this enough. Either that or he’s drunk.”“Well the bishop did say that he’s not the regular organist. I think he’s nervous. Poor guy. I’d be nervous if I had to play in front of the King, and I was being filmed for a TV programmer!”“Oh dear,” Reverend Morris said, as the unfortunate rendition continued. “This is sounding more like Handel’s Messed-Up Messiah.”King Charles appeared to be really enjoying the music. “Oh I say. Reminds one of Les Dawson,” he whispered to Camilla. “Splendid entertainer, he was. Dearest Mummy used to love it when he appeared at the Royal Variety Performance in the Eighties. It takes one a great deal of skill to play wrong notes like that!”Camilla simply nodded, but she wasn’t fooled. This wasn’t meant to be a Les Dawson tribute, but it was certainly interesting.“Did I ever mention that I often play organ music to my plants?” the King continued.More error-filled hymns and pieces followed, until the first half of the concert came to an end, and the interval was welcomed by just about everyone, but mostly by the organist.“Fuck, I screwed everything up,” Edward groaned, shuffling off, his face burning with shame.Some of the overflow crowd lined the hallway, off the sanctuary. Edward faced the gauntlet of critics as he passed through. “Hey mate, is this some kind of joke?” A man shouted. “Have you even taken an organ lesson? Because that was bloody awful!”“My three-year old could play better than that!” A woman added.“My Labrador could play better than that!”“Shame on you! You must be a republican. Playing like that in front of His Majesty!”“Look I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!” Edward mumbled, rushing away from the crowded hallway. He had to hide somewhere and try and compose himself, or he’d never get through the second half of the concert.Meanwhile, Jenna had been navigating her way back from the toilets, which was proving to be a bit of a nightmare, due to the crowds and the security measures in place due to the monarch’s visit.“I definitely shouldn’t be down here,” she said, hurrying down a small corridor. “Uh-oh, this is the vestry. How did I end up here? I’ve got to get back to my seat!”Hurrying through a curtained area, she walked right into a man clad in red cassock and white surplice, whom she assumed was a vicar.“Oh, so sorry; Reverend!” She mumbled.“No I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” the man replied. “Um, I’m not a vicar. I’m Edward, the organist.”“Oh right,” Jenna said. “Well nice to meet you. Um, I think I’m lost. Please could you,” She looked at him and noticed his eyes were red from crying. "Hey; are you okay?”“I’m fine,” Edward sniffed. “Uh, yes, just through there and turn right. Keep right, because the left side is out of bounds because the King’s sat over there.”“You’ve been crying,” Jenna said.‘What a cute guy!'She thought to herself. He looks just like Robert Pattinson. Though she preferred older men, she figured this younger chap was in need of some comfort and a confidence boost. And she never could resist a man wearing church vestments.“I’ve messed up,” Edward sighed. “Surely you heard how bad I played during the first half.”“I don’t blame you,” Jenna replied. “I would’ve been wetting myself if I’d been asked to play in front of the King. I think you did great.”My God, this guy is an adorable cinnamon roll!“Oh thanks. I was still shit though. Um, are you an organist?”“Not officially. I’m a pianist and I work at my church’s Sunday school. The organist at my church who I like, er, who I’m friends with, he has been giving me lessons. It’s taken a while, but I can just about stand in for him and do the morning Eucharist. But I still play the odd wrong note or pull out the wrong stops. It’s such a complicated instrument! So don’t feel bad.”Edward relaxed. “I wish all the members of the public were as understanding as you are. I’ll probably get a grilling off the Bishop later, as well.”“Ignore the haters. And the Bishop is a man of God, so he should be merciful.”“Heh, maybe. What’s your name?”“Jenna. Pleased to meet you Edward! I expect you’ve heard this before, but you look a bit like Robert Pattinson.”“Yeah. I have. Cedric Diggory playing the organ. You’d think he’d use magic so he could play perfectly and without feeling nervous!”“Can’t use magic in the Muggle world!” Jenna smiled.“Heh, are you a Potter fan?”“Nah, never really got into it. But I have seen some of the movies.”“Same here.”“Are you still feeling nervous?”“Terrified. I have to play the national anthem at the end of the second half. If I play a wrong note during that, well I’m dreading it.”“I’ll stop you from feeling nervous,” Jenna winked.“Oh, how do you plan to do that? Do you have some booze?” He jumped as he realized her arms had slipped round him.“No. I’ll give you something better than booze.” She nibbled at the outside corners of his mouth, teasing him to open for her.“Open for me,” she whispered, as she continued to place soft kisses.Edward, who was too shocked to process what was happening, only registered the pretty redhead’s body pressing him against the wall. Unable to move, he simply stood in her embrace, neither accepting nor returning her kisses.He suddenly blushed even more at the sudden realization that he was becoming erect. This is insane, he thought to himself. The second half is about to start and I’m,“You’re really sexy,” Jenna murmured, sending shivers down his spine. Edward was powerless to resist her. “Do you feel me?” She asked in a husky whisper, pressing herself against him, “Do you feel how much I want you?” His shyness was an incredible turn-on, and making her terribly horny. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second.Edward looked into her lovely eyes and bent down to kiss her.At their sweet contact, Jenna heard Edward sigh contentedly. He reached down and grasped her arse. Suddenly, she felt his tongue enter her mouth, and his erection pressing against her.“What would you like, Edward?”“Confidence,” he mumbled back.Jenna pushed him into a small cloakroom. “To give an organist confidence, I need to inspect his organ pipe,” she purred, swiftly reaching under his surplice and fumbling with the buttons on his cassock. “All these buttons, but no worries, I’ll find a way in, ah, there we go!” She unzipped his trousers and reached inside.Edward gasped as her warm hand grabbed his cock. It stiffened further in her grasp.“Oh, what a big pipe you have. It seems like a fine one to play a tune on!” Jenna grinned. These corny organ puns worked so well on Gordon, and it seemed that they worked on Edward too. All male organists liked it if they were complimented on the size of their instrument, surely?Edward couldn’t believe this was happening. The concert was set to resume in ten minutes but here he was, he just closed his eyes as Jenna worked her magic.Another delicious-looking cock. Edward was her third organist, after Gordon and Raymond Wilson from Oakwood Road Methodist church. Third time lucky!Jenna knelt in front him and kissed the top of his enlarged cock. Then she gently kissed all around its head. With long, gentle strokes she licked up and down the length of the shaft as Edward began to moan with pleasure. She took his balls in one hand and began to massage them. His moans increased.Reverend Morris checked his watch, wondering where Jenna had got to. The second half was about to begin.“Did she get lost on her way to the Ladies?” He wondered. Most of the guests had returned to their seats and the Bishop was approaching the podium.“Come on Jen, hurry up, or you’ll miss the start. What on earth is she doing?”Edward immediately entered her and drew a strangled gasp as he plunged his rigid cock to the hilt. He pulled his hips back so that his cock withdrew partially from her sweet grip. He pushed forward again and buried himself back inside her. He’d been single for a while, and it showed. Jenna moaned at the sensation of this eager young organist thrusting in her. She reached her peak only a few seconds before he spurted his cum deep within her, and when they finally parted, Edward felt like he could conquer the world. Never before had he experienced sex as good as this.Jenna gave him a kiss and zipped up his trousers. “I think it’s time I returned to my seat.”“Uh, can I get your email or something? I’m on Twitter, but I don’t tweet much. Are you on there? Hey, I’m the organist at St Paul’s church in Crosby. It has a website. My contact details are on there. What happens now?”She winked at him and gave him a final kiss. “Now, you go and play the organ like a pro. For King and Country.”“Oh. Right. Yes. I will!”Jenna hurried down the corridor, a big smile on her face. The archway to the main hall was blocked by a man in a suit

This week it's into the woods we go as the MuggleCasters read and discuss Chapter 19 of Goblet of Fire, the Hungarian Horntail. And they are joined by someone who is reading the books for the very first time! Welcome to the show, TikTok icon Kierra Lewis! Harry Potter reaction videos from Kierra are reminding us how fun it was to read the Potter series for the first time! (Find her on Instagram and YouTube, too) Kierra tells us what it's like having hundreds of thousands and people following her reading the Harry Potter books, and how she has successfully avoided spoilers. Chapter-by-Chapter continues with Goblet of Fire, Chapter 19: The Hungarian Horntail 7-Word Summary: Karkaroff sneaks around Hogwarts suspiciously one night Hagrid invites Harry to a clandestine meeting in the woods, but it turns out that he's a third wheel. Harry watches as 8 grown wizards stun a dragon into submission. Is any ONE Triwizard champion in grave danger? Charlie Weasley warns Hagrid that he's counted the eggs of the dragons. So, he definitely knows his old mentor well! Harry discovers Karkaroff trying to cheat. Is some level of cheating to be expected across all Houses? Does Dumbledore know what the tasks are, and if so, is that fair? Harry finally gets quality time with Sirius, and Sirius is his sounding board for everything that's been bothering him. Aw. The clues multiply that Karkaroff may be the one who put Harry's name in the Goblet. Why wouldn't Sirius be sharing everything he knows about Snape, to Harry here? If Dumbledore knows Karkaroff's history (he does), and suspects him, would he have suggested a replacement representative from Durmstrang for the tournament? Sirius is just about to tell Harry how to defeat a dragon, when Ron ruins everything. Ron and Harry have their first real confrontation and it breaks all of our hearts (while feeling sort of good). Quizzitch question: What class does Cedric Diggory have next, when Harry catches up with him? Visit MuggleCast.com for episode transcripts, social media links, our full episode archive, our favorite episodes, and to contact us! Coming up in Bonus MuggleCast, we discuss a recent Wall-Street Journal article describing the tempestuous relationship between Warner Bros and JKR. For twice-monthly Bonus MuggleCast, as well as other great benefits, visit Patreon.com/MuggleCast! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This week, we find out which of our co-hosts should switch to Divination as their primary hobby as we check back in on our predictions about one another. In Chapter-by-Chapter, Harry develops a resistance to the Imperius Curse cast upon him repeatedly by Mad-Eye Fakey, who is TOTALLY casting those curses with the full knowledge and approval of Dumbledore... right? And, everybody's getting ready for the arrival of more students! Listen as Andrew, Eric, Micah and special Slug Club guest Katie tackle Chapter 15 of Goblet of Fire, "Beauxbatons and Durmstrang" Welcome Slug Club guest Katie to the show! Did our host predictions from last week net any accurate results? We check in. Spotify now lets users review individual episodes! Be kind to us and let us know what you liked! Coming up in Bonus MuggleCast, we play MuggleCast's first ever edition of The Snogging Club! Chapter-by-Chapter continues with Goblet of Fire, Chapter 15: Beauxbatons and Durmstrang 7-Word Summary: Foreigners arrive at the clean, squeaky school Main Discussion #1: Mad-Eye Fakey's never-ending Imperius Curses Is there any way Dumbledore actually knows what's going on? Is Moody's lesson tailored for Harry and, thus, only for this one class of Fourth Years? Is Moody chewing with his food before he eats it, or is he actually helping Harry to resist Voldemort? Why do NONE of the students say anything to other professors about these illegal happenings? Inside Imperius: Does the description in the book meet what we would expect for such a curse? Is Harry's Horcrux helping him to do what no other student can, and resist? Main Discussion #2: Tournament Anticipation Ron insults Cedric Diggory. What's the beef? Teachers get the school in tip-top shape. But, it's a centuries-old castle. How successful are they? Odds and Ends touches on Hermione's continuing efforts with S.P.E.W., and Snape's threat to poison the students. Is Snape trying to out-do Mad-Eye Fakey? Quizzitch: Which Durmstrang student asks Igor karkaroff to have some wine? Visit MuggleCast.com for episode transcripts, social media links, our full episode archive, our favorite episodes, and to contact us! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Joe, Lauren and Alex are back in the Canon Confundus series talking about the many paths the story could take if Cedric were to take the cup by himself at the end of the third task. Joe gives an update on Hogwarts Legacy and how it is taking over his life, and we discuss the leading candidate to take the Creative Lead for the new Harry Potter series in News You Can Use.   Show Notes: http://www.talesfromgodricshollow.com/episode-381   00:00 Open/Giveaway 8:55 Canon Confundus - What if Cedric took the cup by Himself? 55:40 MugglePoll 1:06:47 The Bossengamot 1:09:55 POTTERWATCH/News You Can Use 1:23:55 Spellio Revelio - Liberacorpus 1:28:15 Community E-mails   Joe - @CustomVinylLush Lauren - @Maev_Cleric Alex - @AtariAlex Show - @TalesFromGH TikTok- @TFGHshow   Email - TalesFromGodricsHollow@gmail.com Website - www.TalesFromGodricsHollow.com Facebook - www.facebook.com/talesfromgodricshollow  Instagram - www.instagram.com/talesfromgodricshollow Podchaser - www.podchaser.com/TFGH     Special Shout Out to our Producer/Sponsor AND Headmistress "The Mysteriously Haunted Headmistress of Beauxbaton Academy"!   Thank you to ALL of the Patreon supporters!!! We can't do all of this without you all!   Support us on PATREON! www.Patreon.com/TalesFromGodricsHollow   Spellio Revelio and E-Mail sounds/beds came from https://musicradiocreative.com/

In this episode we will talk about Hufflepuff, the BEST HOUSE EVER (in Opal's opinion)/the second best house ever (in Pearl's opinion)!!!! We also make an Alternate Universe (AU) fanfic about Cedric Diggory not dying!!! Hope you enjoy, BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The hottest draft of the year awaits! Priya and Mihir take a trip overseas to celebrate the best looking actors of the British Isles, as well as the characters they played. (0:00) Intro (10:15) Mihir's H.O.A.T (12:34) Priya x Stephen Hawking (16:07) The Hottest Spider-Man (18:15) Fifty Shades of Cedric Diggory (23:54) Is this guy a good actor? (26:43) A Hand Flex (30:11) Into the Trenches (32:34) An Underrated Superhero (36:42) Kids make you less hot (39:43) Priya's H.O.A.T (45:45) Speaking the King's (49:36) Honorable Mentions

Wir spielen ein Spiel, in dem wir ganz viele Harry Potter Charaktere auf Zeit sammeln müssen. Dabei vergessen wir natürlich einige - mist. Aber trotzdem kommen ein paar zusammen. Außerdem finden wir wieder Spitznamen und es gibt eine Runde Kiss, Mary, Crucio!

Cormac McLaggen ist ein riesiger Angeber und einfach nur nervig. Er kommt zwar aus einer einflussreichen Familie, aber war das immer so toll für ihn? Außerdem klären wir endgültig, ob es "locker flocker" oder "locker flockig" heißt ;)

Chapter 23 - Horcruxes‘Good gracious, Harry,' said Dumbledore in surprise. ‘To what do I owe this very late pleasure?' ‘Sir – I've got it. I've got the memory from Slughorn.' Harry pulled out the tiny glass bottle and showed it to Dumbledore. For a moment or two, the Headmaster looked stunned. Then his face split in a wide smile. ‘Harry, this is spectacular news! Very well done indeed! I knew you could do it!'‘Well,' said Slughorn, not looking at Riddle, but fiddling with the ribbon on top of his box of crystallised pineapple, ‘well, it can't hurt to give you an overview, of course. Just so that you understand the term. A Horcrux is the word used for an object in which a person has concealed part of their soul.' ‘I don't quite understand how that works, though, sir,' said Riddle. His voice was carefully controlled, but Harry could sense his excitement. ‘Well, you split your soul, you see,' said Slughorn, ‘and hide part of it in an object outside the body. Then, even if one's body is attacked or destroyed, one cannot die, for part of the soul remains earthbound and undamaged. But, of course, existence in such a form …' Q1 - What do you think of Horcruxes now?‘How do you split your soul?' ‘Well,' said Slughorn uncomfortably, ‘you must understand that the soul is supposed to remain intact and whole. Splitting it is an act of violation, it is against nature.'‘Yes, sir,' said Riddle. ‘What I don't understand, though – just out of curiosity – I mean, would one Horcrux be much use? Can you only split your soul once? Wouldn't it be better, make you stronger, to have your soul in more pieces? I mean, for instance, isn't seven the most powerfully magical number, wouldn't seven –?' ‘Merlin's beard, Tom!' yelped Slughorn. ‘Seven! Isn't it bad enough to think of killing one person? And in any case … bad enough to divide the soul … but to rip it into seven pieces …'Q2 - Do you think Voldemort ripped his soul into seven pieces?‘But now, Harry, armed with this information, the crucial memory you have succeeded in procuring for us, we are closer to the secret of finishing Lord Voldemort than anyone has ever been before. You heard him, Harry: “Wouldn't it be better, make you stronger, to have your soul in more pieces … isn't seven the most powerfully magical number …” Isn't seven the most powerfully magical number. Yes, I think the idea of a seven-part soul would greatly appeal to Lord Voldemort.' ‘He made seven Horcruxes?' said Harry, horror-struck, while several of the portraits on the walls made similar noises of shock and outrage. ‘But they could be anywhere in the world – hidden – buried or invisible –' ‘I am glad to see you appreciate the magnitude of the problem,' said Dumbledore calmly. ‘But firstly, no, Harry, not seven Horcruxes: six. The seventh part of his soul, however maimed, resides inside his regenerated body. That was the part of him that lived a spectral existence for so many years during his exile; without that, he has no self at all. That seventh piece of soul will be the last that anybody wishing to kill Voldemort must attack – the piece that lives in his body.'Q3 - Is Dumbledore right?‘But the six Horcruxes, then,' said Harry, a little desperately, ‘how are we supposed to find them?' ‘You are forgetting … you have already destroyed one of them. And I have destroyed another.' ‘You have?' said Harry eagerly. ‘Yes indeed,' said Dumbledore, and he raised his blackened, burned-looking hand. ‘The ring, Harry. Marvolo's ring. And a terrible curse there was upon it too. Had it not been – forgive me the lack of seemly modesty – for my own prodigious skill, and for Professor Snape's timely action when I returned to Hogwarts, desperately injured, I might not have lived to tell the tale. However, a withered hand does not seem an unreasonable exchange for a seventh of Voldemort's soul. The ring is no longer a Horcrux.'Q4 - What AND where are the other Horcruxes?Q5 - Does this make you trust Snape a bit more?‘He seems to have reserved the process of making Horcruxes for particularly significant deaths. You would certainly have been that. He believed that in killing you, he was destroying the danger the prophecy had outlined. He believed he was making himself invincible. I am sure that he was intending to make his final Horcrux with your death.Q6 - Did he have an object with him then and what would he have used for a Horcrux after killing Harry?‘Yes, I think so,' said Dumbledore. ‘Without his Horcruxes, Voldemort will be a mortal man with a maimed and diminished soul. Never forget, though, that while his soul may be damaged beyond repair, his brain and his magical power remain intact. It will take uncommon skill and power to kill a wizard like Voldemort, even without his Horcruxes.' ‘But I haven't got uncommon skill and power,' said Harry, before he could stop himself. ‘Yes, you have,' said Dumbledore firmly. ‘You have a power that Voldemort has never had. You can –' ‘I know!' said Harry impatiently. ‘I can love!' It was only with difficulty that he stopped himself adding, ‘Big deal!' ‘Yes, Harry, you can love,' said Dumbledore, who looked as though he knew perfectly well what Harry had just refrained from saying. ‘Which, given everything that has happened to you, is a great and remarkable thing. You are still too young to understand how unusual you are, Harry.'Q7 - What is the deeper thing here? Why is Harry too young to understand this?He heard the prophecy and he leapt into action, with the result that he not only handpicked the man most likely to finish him, he handed him uniquely deadly weapons!' ‘But –' ‘It is essential that you understand this!' said Dumbledore, standing up and striding about the room, his glittering robes swooshing in his wake; Harry had never seen him so agitated. ‘By attempting to kill you, Voldemort himself singled out the remarkable person who sits here in front of me, and gave him the tools for the job! It is Voldemort's fault that you were able to see into his thoughts, his ambitions, that you even understand the snakelike language in which he gives orders, and yet, Harry, despite your privileged insight into Voldemort's world (which, incidentally, is a gift any Death Eater would kill to have), you have never been seduced by the Dark Arts, never, even for a second, shown the slightest desire to become one of Voldemort's followers!'Q8 - How did Voldemort actually give him these powers and this connection?I do not think he understands why, Harry, but he was in such a hurry to mutilate his own soul, he never paused to understand the incomparable power of a soul that is untarnished and whole.'Harry watched Dumbledore striding up and down in front of him, and thought. He thought of his mother, his father and Sirius. He thought of Cedric Diggory. He thought of all the terrible deeds he knew Lord Voldemort had done. A flame seemed to leap inside his chest, searing his throat. ‘I'd want him finished,' said Harry quietly. ‘And I'd want to do it.' ‘Of course you would!' cried Dumbledore. ‘You see, the prophecy does not mean you have to do anything! But the prophecy caused Lord Voldemort to mark you as his equal … in other words, you are free to choose your way, quite free to turn your back on the prophecy! But Voldemort continues to set store by the prophecy. He will continue to hunt you … which makes it certain, really, that –' ‘That one of us is going to end up killing the other,' said Harry. ‘Yes.' But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew – and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents – that there was all the difference in the world.Q9 - How do you destroy a Horcrux?Q10 - What do you think of this and everything in this chapter?Chapter 24 - SectumsempraQ1 - Why isn't Dumbledore just doing this himself? Why is he roping Harry into this whole thing?‘I think I'm going to take another swig of Felix,' said Harry, ‘and have a go at the Room of Requirement again.' ‘That would be a complete waste of potion,' said Hermione flatly, putting down the copy of Spellman's Syllabary she had just taken out of her bag. ‘Luck can only get you so far, Harry. The situation with Slughorn was different; you always had the ability to persuade him, you just needed to tweak the circumstances a bit. Luck isn't enough to get you through a powerful enchantment, though. Don't go wasting the rest of that potion! You'll need all the luck you can get if Dumbledore takes you along with him …' She dropped her voice to a whisper.Q2 - How do you think Harry is going to use the last of the Felix Felicis?‘No one can help me,' said Malfoy. His whole body was shaking. ‘I can't do it … I can't … it won't work … and unless I do it soon … he says he'll kill me …' And Harry realised, with a shock so huge it seemed to root him to the spot, that Malfoy was crying – actually crying – tears streaming down his pale face into the grimy basin. Malfoy gasped and gulped and then, with a great shudder, looked up into the cracked mirror and saw Harry staring at him over his shoulder.Q3 - Is it shocking to see Draco in this state?Q4 - What is he talking about here?There was a loud bang and the bin behind Harry exploded; Harry attempted a Leg-Locker Curse that backfired off the wall behind Malfoy's ear and smashed the cistern beneath Moaning Myrtle, who screamed loudly; water poured everywhere and Harry slipped over as Malfoy, his face contorted, cried, ‘Cruci—' ‘SECTUMSEMPRA!' bellowed Harry from the floor, waving his wand wildly.Q5 - Thoughts on Draco using Crucio?The door banged open behind Harry and he looked up, terrified: Snape had burst into the room, his face livid. Pushing Harry roughly aside, he knelt over Malfoy, drew his wand and traced it over the deep wounds Harry's curse had made, muttering an incantation that sounded almost like song. The flow of blood seemed to ease; Snape wiped the residue from Malfoy's face and repeated his spell. Now the wounds seemed to be knitting.He gasped. Despite his haste, his panic, his fear of what awaited him back in the bathroom, he could not help but be overawed by what he was looking at. He was standing in a room the size of a large cathedral, whose high windows were sending shafts of light down upon what looked like a city with towering walls, built of what Harry knew must be objects hidden by generations of Hogwarts inhab- itants. There were alleyways and roads bordered by teetering piles of broken and damaged furniture, stowed away, perhaps, to hide the evidence of mishandled magic, or else hidden by castle-proud houseelves. There were thousands and thousands of books, no doubt banned or graffitied or stolen. There were winged catapults and Fanged Frisbees, some still with enough life in them to hover half-heartedly over the mountains of other forbidden items; there were chipped bottles of congealed potions, hats, jewels, cloaks; there were what looked like dragon-egg shells, corked bottles whose contents still shimmered evilly, several rusting swords and a heavy, blood-stained axe.Q6 - What do you think of this room?Harry hurried forwards into one of the many alleyways between all this hidden treasure. He turned right past an enormous stuffed troll, ran on a short way, took a left at the broken Vanishing Cabinet in which Montague had got lost the previous year, finally pausing beside a large cupboard which seemed to have had acid thrown at its blistered surface. He opened one of the cupboard's creaking doors: it had already been used as a hiding place for something in a cage that had long-since died; its skeleton had five legs. He stuffed the Half-Blood Prince's book behind the cage and slammed the door. He paused for a moment, his heart thumping horribly, gazing around at the clutter … would he be able to find this spot again, amidst all this junk? Seizing the chipped bust of an ugly old warlock from on top of a nearby crate, he stood it on the cupboard where the book was now hidden, perched a dusty old wig and a tarnished tiara on the statue's head to make it more distinctive, then sprinted back through the alleyways of hidden junk as fast as he could go, back to the door, back out on to the corridor, where he slammed the door behind him and it turned at once back into stone.Q7 - What's the coolest thing you've ever just found?One by one Snape extracted Harry's books and examined them. Finally the only book left was the Potions book, which he looked at very carefully before speaking. ‘This is your copy of Advanced Potion-Making, is it, Potter?' ‘Yes,' said Harry, still breathing hard. ‘You're quite sure of that, are you, Potter?' ‘Yes,' said Harry, with a touch more defiance. ‘This is the copy of Advanced Potion-Making that you purchased from Flourish and Blotts?' ‘Yes,' said Harry firmly. ‘Then why,' asked Snape, ‘does it have the name “Roonil Wazlib” written inside the front cover?' Harry's heart missed a beat. ‘That's my nickname,' he said. ‘Your nickname,' repeated Snape. ‘Yeah … that's what my friends call me,' said Harry. ‘I understand what a nickname is,' said Snape. The cold, black eyes were boring once more into Harry's; he tried not to look into them. Close your mind … close your mind … but he had never learned how to do it properly … ‘Do you know what I think, Potter?' said Snape, very quietly. ‘I think that you are a liar and a cheat and that you deserve detention with me every Saturday until the end of term. What do you think, Potter?' ‘I – I don't agree, sir,' said Harry, still refusing to look into Snape's eyes.Q8 - Hermione reprimands Harry for following the Prince…but who is the Prince?Harry looked around; there was Ginny running towards him; she had a hard, blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him. And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her. The creature in his chest roaring in triumph, Harry grinned down at Ginny and gestured wordlessly out of the portrait hole. A long walk in the grounds seemed indicated, during which – if they had time – they might discuss the match.Q9 - Love at last?Chapter 25 - The Seer OverheardHarry found himself newly and happily impervious to gossip over the next few weeks. After all, it made a very nice change to be talked about because of something that was making him happier than he could remember being for a very long time, rather than because he had been involved in horrific scenes of Dark Magic. Q1 - What is the happiest you've been in recent memory?“Well, why not? Harry, there aren't any real princes in the Wizarding world! It's either a nickname, a made-up title somebody's given themselves, or it could be their actual name, couldn't it? No, listen! If, say, her father was a wizard whose surname was Prince, and her mother was a Muggle, then that would make her a ‘halfblood Prince'!” Q2 - Could Hermione be right here?“The headmaster has intimated that he would prefer fewer visits from me,” she said coldly. “I am not one to press my company upon those who do not value it. If Dumbledore chooses to ignore the warnings the cards show —” Her bony hand closed suddenly around Harry's wrist. “Again and again, no matter how I lay them out —” And she pulled a card dramatically from underneath her shawls. “— the lightning-struck tower,” she whispered. “Calamity. Disaster. Coming nearer all the time . . .” Q3 - What is she talking about here?I must confess that, at first, I thought he seemed ill-disposed toward Divination . . . and I remember I was starting to feel a little odd, I had not eaten much that day . . . but then . . .” And now Harry was paying attention properly for the first time, for he knew what had happened then: Professor Trelawney had made the prophecy that had altered the course of his whole life, the prophecy about him and Voldemort. “. . . but then we were rudely interrupted by Severus Snape!” It was Snape who had overheard the prophecy. It was Snape who had carried the news of the prophecy to Voldemort. Snape and Peter Pettigrew together had sent Voldemort hunting after Lily and James and their son. . . . Q4 - What do you think about Snape interrupting?Q5 - Why did Dumbledore hire Snape?“Professor Snape made a terrible mistake. He was still in Lord Voldemort's employ on the night he heard the first half of Professor Trelawney's prophecy. Naturally, he hastened to tell his master what he had heard, for it concerned his master most deeply. But he did not know — he had no possible way of knowing — which boy Voldemort would hunt from then onward, or that the parents he would destroy in his murderous quest were people that Professor Snape knew, that they were your mother and father —” “You have no idea of the remorse Professor Snape felt when he realized how Lord Voldemort had interpreted the prophecy, Harry. I believe it to be the greatest regret of his life and the reason that he returned —” “But he's a very good Occlumens, isn't he, sir?” said Harry, whose voice was shaking with the effort of keeping it steady. “And isn't Voldemort convinced that Snape's on his side, even now? Professor . . . how can you be sure Snape's on our side?” Dumbledore did not speak for a moment; he looked as though he was trying to make up his mind about something. At last he said, “I am sure. I trust Severus Snape completely.” Q6 - Why does he trust Snape? And why does he say Snape regrets it?“I . . . they're up to something!” said Harry, and his hands curled into fists as he said it. “Professor Trelawney was just in the Room of Requirement, trying to hide her sherry bottles, and she heard Malfoy whooping, celebrating! He's trying to mend something dangerous in there and if you ask me, he's fixed it at last and you're about to just walk out of school without —” “Enough,” said Dumbledore. He said it quite calmly, and yet Harry fell silent at once; he knew that he had finally crossed some invisible line. “Do you think that I have once left the school unprotected during my absences this year? I have not. Tonight, when I leave, there will again be additional protection in place. Please do not suggest that I do not take the safety of my students seriously, Harry.” Q7 - What did Draco just do?“If I tell you to hide, you will do so?” “Yes.” “If I tell you to flee, you will obey?” “Yes.” “If I tell you to leave me and save yourself, you will do as I tell you? “I —” “Harry?” They looked at each other for a moment. “Yes, sir.”Q8 - Is this stuff actually going to happen?“No!” said Hermione, as Ron unwrapped the tiny little bottle of golden potion, looking awestruck. “We don't want it, you take it, who knows what you're going to be facing?” “I'll be fine, I'll be with Dumbledore,” said Harry. “I want to know you lot are okay. . . . Don't look like that, Hermione, I'll see you later. . . .”Harry turned. At once, there was that horrible sensation that he was being squeezed through a thick rubber tube; he could not draw breath, every part of him was being compressed almost past endurance and then, just when he thought he must suffocate, the invisible bands seemed to burst open, and he was standing in cool darkness, breathing in lungfuls of fresh, salty air. Q9 - What is going to happen in the cave?

Jetzt ist die Gryffindor Quidditchmannschaft komplett: Diese Folge handelt von Katie Bell (die übrigens nicht im gleichen Jahr wie Angelina und Alicia ist ;)). Doch ihr Leben ist nicht nur geprägt von Klatschern, Quaffeln und Besen. Was erlebt sie eigentlich noch so? Und wie hat sie das große Trauma mit der verfluchten Halskette verarbeitet?

Tickets für die Live-Aufnahmen sind online!Hier geht's zu den Tickets für die Aufnahme am 2.9.23 in Münster:https://t.rausgegangen.de/tickets/happy-potter-live-podcast-aufnahme-muensterTickets für den 9.9.23 in Frankfurt am Main gibt es hier:https://t.rausgegangen.de/tickets/happy-potter-live-podcast-aufnahme-frankfurtUnd für alle, die unsere Live-Aufnahme beim Podfest Berlin am 14.10.23 besuchen wollen, geht es hier zum Vorverkauf:https://www.podfestberlin.com/event-details/happy-potter-live-podfest-berlin-2023-vvk?fbclid=PAAaZjgIryGJGn3BmDyUp_gteHOamRpHIE3fB3pAUIEIS6YJmoHUUGwbC2ctY_aem_ARe_nLJ2_Krrl20zeOTj7gBz11KVtYyD2t6Y_RCXvfZHaU21LmNNvdzRpFa6HpsghvkUnd jetzt zur Folge!Harry bietet seine 1000 Galleonen Turniergewinn an wie sauer Bier, was uns zu kulturellen Unterschieden in Abgebot und Nachfrage bringt. Sophia nutzt die Gelegenheit, um zum 87. Mal darauf hinzuweisen, dass sie ein Jahr in den USA war ("Dieses Mal ist es wirklich relevant!") und wir erfahren alles über Martins Hassliebe zu Kaffee.Es gibt einen heilsamen Besuch bei Hagrid, eine etwas lieblose Trauerfeier für Cedric Diggory und wir stellen uns die berechtigte Frage: Sitzen die Schüler in der großen Halle auf Stühlen oder Bänken?Dumbledore informiert die Schülerschaft über die Rückkehr von Voldemort und das größte Mysterium an dieser Stelle ist: Warum findet Martin, dass das ein krasser Cliffhanger ist?So. Fertig mit Folge-hören? Dann los, los, Tickets für die Live-Shows kaufen! Wir haben auch eine Patreon-Seite! Schaut doch mal vorbei, es gibt Bonus-Episoden, Sticker undAndere aufregende Dinge! Besucht uns auf den sozialenNetzwerken, unsereWebseite und erzählt euren Freunden von uns! Vielleicht habendie ja auch Lustauf einen Harry Potter Podcast! Webseite: www.Happy-Potter.netPatreon: www.patreon.com/happypotterDiscord: https://discord.gg/2EajMaGXpcFacebook:www.facebook.com/happypotterpodcastTwitter: @happypotterpodUnd wenn ihr uns Post schicken wollt, dann an:Happy Potter PodcastKonrad-Adenauer-Str. 1963322 Rödermark Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Chaos ist vorprogrammiertEs sind die bittersten Stunden, die es in den ersten vier Büchern von Harry Potter gibt. Voldemort ist zurückgekehrt, Cedric Diggory ist tot, die der Zaubereiminister glaubt den Hinweisen nicht. Die Niedergeschlagenheit und der Ernst der Lage steht jedem Protagonisten ins Gesicht geschrieben. Ein guter Zeitpunkt für Martin und vor und zu allem Sophia vollkommen am Thema vorbeizureden und diese Folge für ALLES zu nutzen, außer über diese ganzen negativen Vidbes zu reden. Stattdessen reden wir mal wieder darüber wie unfassbar wenig Geld Harry da eigentlich beim trimagischen Turnier gewonnen hat. Und natürlich reden wir mal wieder über Dumbeldores mega komischen Masterplan den wirklich keiner versteht. Ach und habt ihr schon gewusst, dass Bill Weasley eigentlich Geheimagent ist? Tja wenn ihr die Episode gehört habt, dann wisst ihr es. Ach und habt ihr schonmal von kreativen Tik Tok Accounts von öffentlichen Büchereien gehört? Nein? Dann auf jeden Fall reinhören.Viel Spaß beim Zuhören! Wir haben auch eine Patreon-Seite! Schaut doch mal vorbei, es gibt Bonus-Episoden, Sticker undAndere aufregende Dinge! Besucht uns auf den sozialenNetzwerken, unsereWebseite und erzählt euren Freunden von uns! Vielleicht habendie ja auch Lustauf einen Harry Potter Podcast! Webseite: www.Happy-Potter.netPatreon: www.patreon.com/happypotterDiscord: https://discord.gg/2EajMaGXpcFacebook:www.facebook.com/happypotterpodcastTwitter: @happypotterpodUnd wenn ihr uns Post schicken wollt, dann an:Happy Potter PodcastKonrad-Adenauer-Str. 1963322 Rödermark Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Ihr wollt uns unterstützen? (Werbung) HOLY: https://de.weareholy.com/?ref=schokofroesche&utm_medium=creator&utm_source=creator5 Euro Rabatt mit dem Code: SCHOKOFROESCHE5Es geht weiter mit Draco Malfoy bei "ein Buch - eine Folge" und wir besprechen sein drittes Schuljahr im Teil "der Gefangene von Askaban". Was weiß Draco eigentlich alles über Sirius Black? Und wieso hat er so große Freude daran ein Tier töten zu lassen?

Ihr wollt uns unterstützen? (Werbung) HOLY: https://de.weareholy.com/?ref=schokofroesche&utm_medium=creator&utm_source=creator5 Euro Rabatt mit dem Code: SCHOKOFROESCHE5Amycus und Alecto Carrow sind fiese Todesser, die später sogar in Hogwarts unterrichten. Wie alt sind sie denn eigentlich? Wofür sind sie als Lehrer bekannt? Und sind die beiden jetzt Zwillinge oder nicht? Mal wieder Fragen über Fragen...

On this week's episode, join us as we elude mass murderers with a sleepover in The Great Hall, attend a brutal Defense Against The Dark Arts class and play Quidditch in the worst possible conditions! What could possibly go wrong? Harry Potter: The Exhibition is now open in NYC's Herald Square! Micah got a chance to preview the experience, so keep an eye out for a Muggle MiniCast set to be released Memorial Day Weekend, which includes an interview with Tom Zaller, the President & CEO of Imagine Exhibitions. Main Discussion: Prisoner of Azkaban, Chapter 9: Grim Defeat 7-Word Summary: Suspicions rock the Hogwarts student body tonight With Sirius Black running around Hogwarts, shouldn't at least one professor have stayed WITH the students in The Great Hall?  How did Sirius Black break into Hogwarts? Could Crookshanks have been involved? Has Sirius formed a connection with him at this point?  Why isn't the Ministry alerted? This is now TWICE that Sirius has gotten past the Dementors! What was the conversation like between Sirius Black and the Fat Lady? We analyze Snape's conduct in teaching Defense Against The Dark Arts, his great joy in criticizing the students' lack of knowledge on the subject, and his attempt to sow seeds of doubt amongst about Lupin's effectiveness as a teacher! Snape is trying to OUT Lupin! Is Snape more vicious in Prisoner of Azkaban than he is at any other point in the series?  Do we think Sirius knows Lupin is at Hogwarts? Did he use Lupin's "time of the month" to his advantage as well? Could Lupin be “sick” because of the guilt of knowing that Sirius broke into the castle?  Quidditch Controversy: What's up with the Slytherin favoritism? Did the dementors come onto the Quidditch pitch because of Sirius?  Odds & Ends cover Cedric Diggory, Harry's worst memory, Hermione's bloodshot eyes and more! Quizzitch: In what school year of theirs did the Weasley Twins obtain the Marauder's map? Next Week: Reminder, we're off BUT you will get a very cool MuggleMiniCast all about the new Harry Potter: The Exhibition! This week's episode is brought to you by BetterHelp (visit BetterHelp.com/MuggleCast today to get 10% off your first month)! And don't forget! There's much more MuggleCast waiting for you on Patreon, including Bonus MuggleCast segments! This week, we'll have a new look at the next Wizarding World park coming to Universal Orlando! Become a patron of ours today at Patreon.com/MuggleCast! As always, we appreciate your support of the show!

Episode OutlineChapter SummaryKey Theme– CaricatureCharacter Development– Harry Potter, Ex-Hogwarts EmployeesWorld Building– The Third TaskForeshadowing– Rita being an animagus- Malfoy taking into his handsSignificance– The final task, both Harry and Cedric reach the end and choose to share the ‘victory'

Anna returns to discuss a chapter that she requested: The creepy return of Voldy!! We discuss Cedric Diggory, Wormtail, the potion that brings Voldy back, and we have a fun spoiler discussing the HBO series & if this chapter is the most important in the series. Remember to vote in our episode polls on Spotify as well as give us likes, comments, and reviews! Be part of our podcast! --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/hogwarts-a-podcast/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/hogwarts-a-podcast/support

Kochen mit VoldemortSo könnte die Überschrift dieses Kapitels in mehrerer Hinsicht lauten. Denn obwohl dieses Kapitel wohl eines der dunkelsten der Harry Potter Bücher ist, hält uns das nicht davon ab etwas Stimmung hineinzubringen. Ja klar hier geht es auch um Cedric Diggory und seinen Tod, aber wie gesagt auch darum, wie absurd dieser Zaubertrank Unterricht mit Wurmschwanz und seinem Boss Baby ist.Viel Spaß beim Zuhören!Viel Spaß beim Zuhören!Wir haben auch eine Patreon-Seite!Schaut doch mal vorbei, es gibt Bonus-Episoden, Sticker und Andere aufregende Dinge! Besucht uns auf den sozialen Netzwerken, unsere Webseite und erzählt euren Freunden von uns! Vielleicht haben die ja auch Lust auf einen Harry Potter Podcast!Webseite: www.Happy-Potter.netPatreon: www.patreon.com/happypotterDiscord: https://discord.gg/2EajMaGXpcFacebook: www.facebook.com/happypotterpodcastTwitter: @happypotterpodUnd wenn ihr uns Post schicken wollt, dann an:Happy Potter PodcastKonrad-Adenauer-Str. 1963322 Rödermark Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Socrates FC'nin 158. bölümünde Atahan Altınordu, Buğra Balaban ve İnan Özdemir, başlangıçta yanlarına İlhan Özgen'i de alarak Samsunspor Başkanı Yüksel Yıldırım'ın özel davetlisi olarak Samsun'a gelen Davor Suker ve rapçi Sefo'yu konuşuyorlar. Devamında Chelsea'li futbolcuların Graham Potter'a taktıkları lakap üzerinden Harry Potter evrenine dalıyor; Beşiktaş-Fenerbahçe karşılaşmasını, Arda Güler üzerinden dönen tartışmaları ve Nathan Redmond'un resitalini konuşuyorlar. Alfons Groenendijk-Dirk Kuyt benzerliği, Chelsea üzerinden takım sahipliğinin kulüpler üzerindeki etkisi, Cedric Diggory'nin ölümü ve mandalinalar hikâyesinin ardından Atahan ve İnan'ın blog geçmişleri de bölümün konuları arasında yerini alıyor.

Socrates FC'nin 158. bölümünde Atahan Altınordu, Buğra Balaban ve İnan Özdemir, başlangıçta yanlarına İlhan Özgen'i de alarak Samsunspor Başkanı Yüksel Yıldırım'ın özel davetlisi olarak Samsun'a gelen Davor Suker ve rapçi Sefo'yu konuşuyorlar. Devamında Chelsea'li futbolcuların Graham Potter'a taktıkları lakap üzerinden Harry Potter evrenine dalıyor; Beşiktaş-Fenerbahçe karşılaşmasını, Arda Güler üzerinden dönen tartışmaları ve Nathan Redmond'un resitalini konuşuyorlar. Alfons Groenendijk-Dirk Kuyt benzerliği, Chelsea üzerinden takım sahipliğinin kulüpler üzerindeki etkisi, Cedric Diggory'nin ölümü ve mandalinalar hikâyesinin ardından Atahan ve İnan'ın blog geçmişleri de bölümün konuları arasında yerini alıyor.

Episode OutlineChapter SummaryKey Theme– hmmmCharacter Development– Harry Potter, Padma and Parvati Patil, Jealous RonWorld Building– The Yule BallLiterary Devices– Pocketed ItForeshadowing– Dumbledore talking about the curious room…Room of Requirement?Significance– Madame Maxime denies her giant ancestry and rejects Hagrid in the moment he admits his half-giant status to her. Harry get's a clue/hint from Cedric Diggory about the Golden Egg.Extra linksSupport the PodcastCheck out the Muffliato Podcast Website

Welcome to Harry Potter Theory. Today we're discussing whether Muggles can see Thestrals, the frightening winged horses who in the world of Harry Potter can only be seen by witches and wizards who have witnessed death.Now, I say "winged horses" since the majority of a Thestral's appearance is indeed rather horse-like in nature. However--as described in the Harry Potter series--these magical beings are actually quite a bit reptilian in the way that they look. This description of Thestrals is likely due to the fact that they have dragon-like heads and completely white eyes, lacking both pupils and irises. The body of a Thestral is also completely devoid of any muscle or "meatiness". Instead, their thin bodies are composed entirely of skin and bones. With their dark black coats clinging to their skeleton bodies, they are rather sinister looking, indeed. What's more, they also have large leathery wings, somewhat like an enormous bat or--once again, a dragon. Needless to say, these dark, foreboding wings make them look all the more spooky in their appearance. Of course, what makes a Thestral truly eerie is the fact that they can only be seen after a person has witnessed death first-hand. In Harry Potter, this of course explains why the first time Harry himself encounters a Thestral isn't until The Order of the Phoenix--for he had not been aware of someone dying in front of him before the death of Cedric Diggory in The Goblet of Fire. While many may argue that Harry should've been able to see Thestrals long before Cedric's death--since his mother, Lily Potter, was murdered by Voldemort right before his very eyes as an infant--that is not what we are here to discuss today...perhaps in another video!Socials: https://linktr.ee/hptheory Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Welcome to Harry Potter Theory. Today we're discussing none other than popular Hufflepuff student Cedric Diggory. More specifically- however, we're going to be discussing his untimely death at the hands of Wormtail aka Peter Pettigrew during the penultimate moments of the Goblet of Fire. This video will NOT consider the events of the Cursed Child. Now, whether you're a film-goer or a book-reader, the untimely death of Cedric Diggory was no doubt impactful. It happened during the third challenge of the triwizard tournament- just after Harry and Cedric simultaneously clutched the triwizard cup. Unbeknown to them, however, the triwizard cup was actually a portkey- a portkey that sent them to straight to Wormtail, Voldemort, and the Little Hangleton Graveyard. It was here that Cedric lived out his final moments- ultimately reaching his fate at the hands of Peter Pettigrew and his killing curse. This is outlined in chapter 32 of the Goblet of Fire- Flesh, Blood and Bone.

Chapter 15 - Beaubatons and DurmstrangQ1 - Do you think Dumbledore really wants Moody to teach these things, or is he just using the name of Dumbledore as an excuse to teach what he wants?Q2 - Why do you think Harry was able to resist the Imperius curse when everyone else in the class couldn't?“Well, the Heads of the participating schools are always on the panel,” said Hermione, and everyone looked around at her, rather surprised, “because all three of them were injured during the Tournament of 1792, when a cockatrice the champions were supposed to be catching went on the rampage.”Q3 - What do you think a cockatrice is?“Will you inform zis ‘agrid zat ze ‘orses drink only single malt whisky?”Q4 - How drunk are these horses?Q5 - Which school entrance do you like better?Karkaroff beckoned forward on of his students. As the boy passed, Harry caught a glimpse of a prominent, curved nose and thick black eyebrows. He didn't need the punch on the arm Ron gave him, or the hiss in the ear, to recognize that profile. “Harry—it's Krum!”Q6 - What do you think of Victor Krum being a student at Durmstrang?Chapter 16 - The Goblet of Fire“Oh I haven't got a single quill on me—” “Do you think he'd sign y hat in lipstick?” “Really,” Hermione said loftily, as they passed the girls, not squabbling over the lipstick. “I'm getting his autograph if I can,” said Ron, “you haven't got a quill, have you, Harry?”Q1 - Who is the most famous person you have ever met?“What's that?” said Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish stew that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding. “Bouillabaisse,” said Hermione. “Bless you,” siad Ron.”'Q2 - Which students do you like more so far? Also, give me a power ranking of the houses of Hogwarts now?“Excuse me, are you wanting ze bouillabaisse?" It was the girl from Beauxbatons who had laughed during Dumbledore's speech. She had finally removed her muffler. A long sheet of silvery-blonde hair fell almost to her waist. She had large, deep blue eyes, and very white, even teeth. Ron went purple. He stared up at her, opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out except a faint gurgling noise. "Yeah, have it," said Harry, pushing the dish toward the girl. "You 'ave finished wiz it?" "Yeah," Ron said breathlessly. "Yeah, it was excellent." The girl picked up the dish and carried it carefully off to the Ravenclaw table. Ron was still goggling at the girl as though he had never seen one before. Harry started to laugh. The sound seemed to jog Ron back to his senses. "She's a veela!" he said hoarsely to Harry.Q3 - How had your opinions of Ron, Hermione, and Harry changed over the last few books?“Placing your name in the Goblet constitutes a binding magical contract.”Q4 - What kinds of magical binding contracts do you think exist?Q5 - Is it insane that they have to bind to a contract and they don't know what they have to face yet?Q6 - What is the difference between Harry's fame and Krums?The entrance hall rang with laughter. Even Fred and George joined in, once they had gotten to their feet and taken a good look at each other's beards. "I did warn you," said a deep, amused voice, and everyone turned to see Professor Dumbledore coming out of the Great Hall. He surveyed Fred and George, his eyes twinkling. "I suggest you both go up to Madam Pomfrey. She is already tending to Miss Fawcett, of Ravenclaw, and Mr. Summers, of Hufflepuff, both of whom decided to age themselves up a little too. Though I must say, neither of their beards is anything like as fine as yours."Q7 - How great is Dumbledore?They couldn't hear what Hagrid was saying, but he was talking to Madame Maxime with a rapt, misty-eyed expression Harry had only ever seen him wear once before — when he had been looking at the baby dragon, Norbert.”“The Hogwarts champion,” he called, “is Cedric Diggory.” “No! “ said Ron loudly, but nobody heard him except Harry; the uproar from the next table was too great. Every single Hufflepuff had jumped to his or her feet, screaming and stamping, as Cedric made his way past them, grinning broadly, and headed off toward the chamber behind the teachers' table. Indeed, the applause for Cedric went on so long that it was some time before Dumbledore could make himself heard again.Q8 - How do you feel about Cedric being the Hogwarts Champion?Automatically, it seemed, Dumbledore reached out a long hand and seized the parchment. He held it out and stared at the name written upon it. There was a long pause, during which Dumbledore stared at the slip in his hands, and everyone in the room stared at Dumbledore. And then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read out—”Harry Potter.”Q9 - Thoughts about Harry in the tournament?

Chapter 9 - The Dark Mark“Get up! Ron — Harry — come on now, get up, this is urgent!” Harry sat up quickly and the top of his head hit canvas. “S'matter?” he said. Dimly. He could tell that something was wrong. The noises in the campsite had changed. The singing had stopped. He could hear screams, and the sound of people running.Q1 - Have you ever been in a riot or a situation this scary?Q2 - What do you think of these masked people's actions?The colored lanterns that had lit the path to the stadium had been extinguished. Dark figures were blundering through the trees; children were crying; anxious shouts and panicked voices were reverberating around them in the cold night air. Harry felt himself being pushed hither and thither by people whose faces he could not see. Then he heard Ron yell with pain.Q3 - Do you think Lucious might be out there among the masked people?Q4 - How many magical schools do you think there are?A rustling noise nearby made all three of them jump. Winky the house-elf was fighting her way out of a clump of bushes nearby. She was moving in a most peculiar fashion, apparently with great difficulty; it was as though someone invisible were trying to hold her back.Q5 - Do you think Harry is right, that Winky is just disobeying, or do you think she was cursed?Q6 - Do you think Stan Shunpike would ever become minister of magic? And would he do better than Fudge?Q7 - What do you think Bagman was doing deep in the woods? Do you trust him?For a split second, Harry thought it was another leprechaun formation. Then he realized that it was a colossal skull, comprised of what looked like emerald stars, with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue. As they watched, it rose higher and higher, blazing in a haze of greenish smoke, etched against the black sky like a new constellation. Suddenly, the wood all around them erupted with screams. Harry didn't understand why, but the only possible cause was the sudden appearance of the skull, which had now risen high enough to illuminate the entire wood like some grisly neon sign. He scanned the darkness for the person who had conjured the skull, but he couldn't see anyone.Q8 - What do you think of the Dark Mark?Q9 - Do you think Crouch is good at his job or is he mad?"Here, look. " Mr. Diggory held up a wand and showed it to Mr. Weasley. "Had it in her hand. So that's clause three of the Code of Wand Use broken, for a start. No non-human creature is permitted to carry or use a wand."Q10 - Are wizards right to restrict wand usage to just humans?Q11 - What are your thoughts on Amos Diggory's interrogation style?Q12 - What do you think of the Prior Incantato spell?Q13 - What do you think of Mr Crouch and Winky's relationship?"Of course it's not Him," said Mr. Weasley impatiently. "We don't know who it was; it looks like they Disapparated. Now excuse me, please, I want to get to bed.”"I don't get it," said Ron, frowning. "I mean. . . it's still only a shape in the sky. . . " "Ron, You-Know-Who and his followers sent the Dark Mark into the air whenever they killed," said Mr. Weasley. "The terror it inspired. . . you have no idea, you're too young. Just picture coming home and finding the Dark Mark hovering over your house, and knowing what you're about to find inside. . . . " Mr. Weasley winced. "Everyone's worst fear. . . the very worst. . . " There was silence for a moment. Then Bill, removing the sheet from his arm to check on his cut, said, "Well, it didn't help us tonight, whoever conjured it. It scared the Death Eaters away the moment they saw it. They all Disapparated before we'd got near enough to unmask any of them. We caught the Robertses before they hit the ground, though. They're having their memories modified right now. " "Death Eaters?" said Harry. "What are Death Eaters?" "It's what You-Know-Who's supporters called themselves," said Bill. "I think we saw what's left of them tonight - the ones who managed to keep themselves out of Azkaban, anyway. "Q14 - Who do you think actually conjured the Dark Mark?Q15 - What do you think of the Death Eaters?Chapter 10 - Mayhem at the MinistryQ1 - Is it a little crazy that they slept at the campsite rather than just going back home?“I shouted at you before you left!” Mrs Weasley said, starting to sob. “It's all I've been thinking about! What if You-Know-Who had got you, and the last thing I ever said to you was that you didn't get enough O.W.Ls? Oh, Fred … George …”Q2 - Do you remember the last thing you ever said to someone?“Ron,” said Hermione, in an I-don't-think-you're-being-very-sensitive sort of voice, “Harry doesn't want to play Quidditch right now... He's worried, and he's tired... We all need to go to bed...” “Yeah, I want to play Quidditch,” said Harry suddenly. “Hang on, I'll get my Firebolt.” Hermione left the room, muttering something that sounded very much like “Boys.”Q3 - What do you think about Rita Skeeter?“I'm never wearing them,” Ron was saying stubbornly. “Never.” “Fine,” snapped Mrs. Weasley. “Go naked. And, Harry, make sure you get a picture of him. Goodness knows I could do with a laugh.”Q4 - What do you think is each character's main desire?

Chapter 6 - The PortkeyINTRO - Character impressions in your mind.Harry felt as though he had barely lain down to sleep in Ron's room when he was being shaken awake by Mrs Weasley.Q1 - Is this the worst feeling ever? Non-snow days? What is the worst feeling as a kid?Q2 - You need a license to Apparate? Do you think anything else should require a license in the magical world?Q3 - What's the earliest you've ever woken up?[Portkeys are] objects that are used to transport wizards from one spot to another at a prearranged time.Q4 - Would you rather travel by broom, apparition, or portkey?Q5 - Amos Diggory works for the department of the regulation and control of magical creatures…did he vote yes to killing buckbeak?“I'm sure Harry'd say the same, wouldn't you, eh? One falls off his broom, one stays on, you don't need to be a genius to tell which one's the better flier.”Q6 - How do you like Amos and Cedric?Q7 - Thoughts on the wizarding world spreading trash around the planet in the form of portkeys?Chapter 7 - Bagman and CrouchQ1 - If you had to hide a quidditch world cup game, how would you do it?“Been having a lot of trouble with him. Needs a Memory Charm ten times a day to keep him happy. And Ludo Bagman's not helping. Trotting around talking about Bludgers and Quaffles at the top of his voice, not a worry about anti-Muggle security.”Q2 - How should they deal with Mr Roberts…should some Muggles just be able to know about Wizards?“Always the same.” said Mr Weasley, smiling, “we can't resist showing off when we get together.”Q3 - How do you like the magic of expanding something like the tent into being massive inside?It was only just dawning on Harry how many witches and wizards there must be in the world; he had never really thought much about those in other countries.Q4 - How large do you figure the wizarding world is? Q5 - There's a description of all sorts of other witches and wizards here, if you could travel to see magic from any other country in the world, where would you go visit?“I'm not putting them on [referring to the trousers],” said Old Archie in indignation. “I like a healthy breeze around my privates, thanks.”Harry laughed but didn't voice the amazement he felt at hearing about other Wizarding schools. He supposed, now that he saw representatives of so many nationalities in the campsite, that he had been stupid never to realize that Hogwarts couldn't be the only one.“That's Bode and Croaker…they're unspeakables.” “They're what?” “From the department of mysteries, top secret, no idea what they get up to.”Q6 - What do you think they do in the Department of Mysteries?Q7 - How do you like Bagman and Crouch? Which do you like more?“Ali Bashir's on the warpath. He wants a word with you about your embargo on flying carpets.” Mr Weasley heaved a deep sigh. “I sent him an owl about that just last week. If I've told him once I've told him a hundred times: carpets are defined as a Muggle Artifact by the Registry of Proscribed Charmable Objects, but will he listen?”Q8 - Broom or Carpet?A sense of excitement rose like a palpable cloud over the campsite as the afternoon wore on. By dusk, the still summer air itself seemed to be quivering with anticipation, and as darkness spread like a curtain over the thousands of waiting wizards, the last vestiges of pretense disappeared: the Ministry seemed to have bowed to the inevitable and stopped fighting the signs of blatant magic now breaking out everywhere.Q9 - Harry gets Ron omnioculars…is he cheap for saying he won't get anything for him for Christmas?And then a deep, booming gong sounded somewhere beyond the woods, and, at once, green and red lanterns blazed into life in the trees, lighting a path to the pitch.Chapter 8 - The Quidditch World Cup“Ah, sir,” said Winky, shaking her head, “ah, sir, meaning no disrespect, sir, but I is not sure you did Dobby a favor, sir, when you is setting him free.”Q1 - What do you think of House Elves? Should they be set free?Q2 - Do you think it's cruel to have a house elf sit at the booth who is afraid of heights just to save a seat?She would have been nice looking if she hadn't been wearing a look that suggested there was a nasty smell under her nose.Q3 - What are your thoughts on the Veela and the Leprechauns? Q4 - What would the American mascot be?Q5 - What do you think of Victor Krum?Q6 - Would you want to go to this game?Q7 - Was Krum an idiot for ending the game when they were down too much?

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This week, we wrap up our month-long Deathly Hallows 15th anniversary celebration by discussing a number of "What If" scenarios from the final installment of the Harry Potter series! What if things had gone drastically different at several key moments of the seventh book? Would Harry, Ron and Hermione have found another way, or would it have just been GAME OVER? Welcome back Sequoia, from Fanatical Fics and Where to Find Them podcast! Don't miss our 2022 Patreon Gifts - The MuggleCast Collectors Club and the MuggleCast Wand! Pledge to our Patreon by August 7, 2022 and fill out the form(s) to receive your gifts! We are so proud of this year's items and hope you check them out! News: Quidditch is changing its name to Quadball We continue our Deathly Hallows 15th Anniversary Celebration! Main Discussion: What if... Deathly Hallows Edition What if... Harry had been sorted into Slytherin? What if... Harry had not inadvertently destroyed the Diary Horcrux in Chamber of Secrets? What if... Lily and James had kept Sirius as their Secret Keeper? What if... Cedric Diggory didn't die in Goblet of Fire? What if... Draco had changed allegiances and served as double agent for Dumbledore's Army? What if... he was a double agent all along? What if... Rita Skeeter never published The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore? What if... Dumbledore got it all wrong and Harry died? How would the Epilogue be different? What if... Snape never shared his memories with Harry? What if... Harry didn't disarm Draco at Malfoy Manor? What if... Draco had given up the Trio to Voldemort? What if... Ron or Hermione had died? Listener What Ifs cover Hermione leaving instead of Ron, Narcissa's confirmation of Harry's death, Dobby and more! Next Week: We will be reviewing the Secrets of Dumbledore script book and see if we can gleam any new details from it! Quizzitch: What resident of Little Hangleton is quoted as saying that Frank Bryce definitely killed the Riddles no matter what the police think? This week's episode is brought to you by Upside (Download the free Upside app and use promo code 'mugglecast' to get $5 or more cash back on your first purchase of $10 or more), Shudder (stream your first 30 days of Shudder for FREE at Shudder.com/MuggleCast) and BetterHelp (Get 10% off your first month of therapy at BetterHelp.com/mugglecast)!

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Vanessa and Matt explore the theme of Rehabilitation in Chapter Nine of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban! This week they discuss Harry's fall from his broomstick, the rehabilitation of Snape's image, and Cedric Diggory's good sportsmanship. Throughout the episode we consider the question: how can rehabilitation help us move forward, when we are not able to return to the way things were?Thank you to Isabelle for this week's voicemail! Next week we're reading Chapter 10, The Marauder's Map, through the theme of Confusion.--It's two sickles to join S.P.E.W., and only two dollars to join our Patreon for extra bloopers every week! Please consider helping us fill our Gringotts vault so we can continue to make this show. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.