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"And Mostafa takes the Bulgarian Keeper to task for cobbing -- excessive use of elbows!"
"Get up! Ron - Harry - come on now, get up, this is urgent!"
"And it hasn't been seen for thirteen years," said Mr. Weasley quietly. "Of course people panicked. . . it was almost like seeing You-Know-Who back again."
"I'm going for it!" Fred Weasley hissed down the table, his face lit with enthusiasm at the prospect of such glory and riches. He was not the only person who seemed to be visualizing himself as the Hogwarts champion. At every House table, Harry could see people either gazing raptly at Dumbledore, or else whispering fervently to their neighbors. But then Dumbledore spoke again, and the Hall quieted once more.
"I've decided there are better ways of making a stand about elf rights,"
"Mum!" said Ron irritably. "What d'you three know that we don't?"
"Elf!" said Mr. Diggory sternly. "Do you know who I am? I'm a member of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures!"
not. . . not at all.
Winky began to tremble worse than ever. Her giant eyes flickered from Mr. Diggory, to
The storm had blown itself out by the following morning, though the ceiling in the Great Hall was still gloomy; heavy clouds of pewter gray swirled overhead as Harry, Ron, and Hermione examined their new course schedules at breakfast. A few seats along, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were discussing magical methods of aging themselves and bluffing their way into the Triwizard Tournament.
"Where's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" said Hermione, who was also looking up at the teachers.
"But I think Durmstrang must be somewhere in the far north," said Hermione thoughtfully.
. greater and more terrible than ever before. . . and he'd manage it because his servant was going to go back to him. . . and that night Wormtail escaped."
"Yes! We got them! There's someone here! Unconscious! It's - but - blimey. .
The words were hardly out of his mouth, when Ludo Bagman emerged from behind a tree right ahead of them.
Harry snorted with laughter. He recognized the pimply wizard: His name was Stan Shunpike, and he was in fact a conductor on the triple-decker Knight Bus. He turned to tell Ron this, but Ron's face had gone oddly slack, and next second Ron was yelling, "Did I tell you I've invented a broomstick that'll reach Jupiter?"
"No!" cried Professor McGonagall, running down the stairs and pulling out her wand; a moment later, with a loud snapping noise, Draco Malfoy had reappeared, lying in a heap on the floor with his sleek blond hair all over his now brilliantly pink face. He got to his feet, wincing.