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A murmur ran through the crowd as Adrian Pucey dropped the Quaffle, too busy looking over his shoulder at the flash of gold that had passed his left ear.
Harry shook his head.
It took perhaps thirty seconds for Snape to realize that he was on fire. A sudden yelp told her she had done her job. Scooping the fire off him into a little jar in her pocket, she scrambled back along the row -- Snape would never know what had happened.
I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed -- or worse, expelled. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to bed."
"Shut up!" Harry whispered.
No sooner were they out of earshot than Malfoy burst into laughter.
"Well, that's something," Harry muttered to the others. "Hagrid, can we have a window open? I'm boiling."
and quivering in their direction; three drooling mouths, saliva hanging in slippery ropes from yellowish fangs.
"Potter!" said Snape suddenly. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
"Stand back," Wood warned Harry. He bent down and freed one of the Bludgers.
"I'm coming with you," she said.
NORBERT THE NORWEGIAN RIDGEBACK
"That's your problem," said Ron. "We've got to go, we 3 re going to be late."
"Are we allowed to speak yet?" said Ron grumpily. Hermione ignored him.
Harry learned that there were seven hundred ways of committing a Quidditch foul and that all of them had happened during a World Cup match in 1473; that Seekers were usually the smallest and fastest players, and that most serious Quidditch accidents seemed to happen to them; that although people rarely died playing Quidditch, referees had been known to vanish and turn up months later in the Sahara Desert.