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"Canary Creams!" Fred shouted to the excitable crowd. "George and I invented them -seven Sickles each, a bargain!"
Harry reached the castle, slipped in through the front doors, and began to climb the marble stairs; he was very out of breath, but he didn't dare slow down. . . . He had less than five minutes to get up to the fire.
"Yes," said Hermione, "he and Mr. Bagman are judges in the Triwizard Tournament."
"I didn't cheat," said Harry sharply. "It was - a sort of accident that I found out."
By the time Harry reached the bottom of the marble staircase, Cedric was at the top. He
Oh yeah - and they told me to tell you you've got to hang around for a few more minutes..
"Yeah, that's right!" Harry found himself shouting as he wheeled around in the corridor, having had just about enough. "I've just been crying my eyes out over my dead mum, and I'm just off to do a bit more. . .
"Well, now we're all here - time to fill you in!" said Bagman brightly. "When the audience has assembled, I'm going to be offering each of you this bag" - he held up a small sack of purple silk and shook it at them - "from which you will each select a small model of the thing you are about to face! There are different - er - varieties, you see.
"You'd be a sort of extra-concentrated ghost," said Ron, chortling, as they passed the Bloody Baron going in the opposite direction, his wide eyes staring sinisterly. "At least we didn't get homework. I hope Hermione got loads off Professor Vector, I love not working when she is. . . ."
And still they walked, Harry getting more and more irritated as he jogged along in their wake, checking his watch every now and then. Hagrid had some harebrained scheme in hand, which might make him miss Sirius. If they didn't get there soon, he was going to turn
Dobby stopped in front of the brick fireplace and pointed.
"Is'n' it beautiful?" said Hagrid softly.
"Harry's got a long way to go before he finishes this tournament," she said seriously.
But Rita Skeeter had gone even further than transforming his "er's" into long, sickly sentences: She had interviewed other people about him too.
"Right then, Potter, the first aid tent, please. . ." said Professor McGonagall.