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Harry, who was looking up "Dittany" in One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, didn't look up until he heard Ron say, "Hagrid! What are you doing in the library?"
"And you could ask your parents if they know who Flamel is," said Ron. "It'd be safe to ask them."
"Honestly, Hermione, you think all teachers are saints or something," snapped Ron. "I'm with Harry. I wouldn't put anything past Snape. But what's he after? What's that dog guarding?"
Oliver Wood had arrived. fie was carrying a large wooden crate under his arm. Harry landed next to him.
He backed away as quietly as he could. A door stood ajar to his left. It was his only hope. He squeezed through it, holding his breath, trying not to move it, and to his relief he managed to get inside the room without their noticing anything. They walked straight past, and Harry leaned against the wall, breathing deeply, listening to their footsteps dying away. That had been close, very close. It was a few seconds before he noticed anything about the room he had hidden in.
Which was all very well, thought Harry, but he had another reason for not wanting Snape near him while he was playing Quidditch....
Perhaps that was why Snape was looking so angry as the teams marched onto the field, something that Ron noticed, too.
"How's yer brother Charlie?" Hagrid asked Ron. "I liked him a lot -- great with animals."
"Sniff around, my sweet, they might be lurking in a corner."
Ron, at the next table, wasn't having much more luck.
"None of you is to move while I take this boy to the hospital wing! You leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch.' Come on, dear."
But Harry only had one thought in his head, which was to get back in front of the mirror, and Ron wasn't going to stop him.
But the room was empty. Breathing very fast, he turned slowly back to the mirror.
"Harry, you need your strength," said Seamus Finnigan. "Seekers are always the ones who get clobbered by the other team."
Harry played with chessmen Seamus Finnigan had lent him, and they didn't trust him at all. He wasn't a very good player yet and they kept shouting different bits of advice at him, which was confusing. "Don't send me there, can't you see his knight? Send him, we can afford to lose him." On Christmas Eve, Harry went to bed looking forward to the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all. When he woke early in the morning, however, the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed.。