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"Diggory," said Harry. "He must be entering the tournament."
"What is it?" she said. "Do zey want us back in ze Hall?"
Moody raised his wand, and Harry felt a sudden thrill of foreboding.
He looked completely astonished and stared at Harry as he passed like everyone else.
Her face relaxed into a gracious smile and she walked forward toward Dumbledore, extending a glittering hand. Dumbledore, though tall himself, had barely to bend to kiss it.
"Harry Potter!" he called again. "Harry! Up here, if you please!"
"It's really not that difficult, Harry," Hermione tried to reassure him as they left Flitwick's class - she had been making objects zoom across the room to her all lesson, as though she were some sort of weird magnet for board dusters, wastepaper baskets, and lunascopes. "You just weren't concentrating properly -"
Hagrid sidled into the Hall through a door behind the staff table twenty minutes after the start of the feast. He slid into his seat at the end and waved at Harry, Ron, and Hermione with a very heavily bandaged hand.
"Well, well, well," said the Fat Lady, "Violet's just told me everything. Who's just been chosen as school champion, then?"
But Dumbledore suddenly stopped speaking, and it was apparent to everybody what had distracted him.
Then George looked over and saw Harry watching him. Harry grinned and quickly returned to his predictions - he didn't want George to think he was eavesdropping. Shortly after that, the twins rolled up their parchment, said good night, and went off to bed.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN - THE GOBLET OF FIRE
"Like them, Potter?" said Malfoy loudly as Harry approached. "And this isn't all they do - look!"
see you, then."
Hagrid's smile faded off his face.