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"Er . . . no," said Bagman, with a last disappointed glance at Harry, "no, thank you, boys ..."
Malfoy put his hand inside the pocket of his robes and pulled out a folded page of newsprint.
The door opened. Hermione said, "About t-!" and then stopped, very suddenly, because she had found herself face-to-face, not with Hagrid, but with Albus Dumbledore.
"I just want to know what Snape did with his first chance, if he's on his second one,"
The walls of the Hall had all been covered in sparkling silver frost, with hundreds of garlands of mistletoe and ivy crossing the starry black ceiling. The House tables had vanished; instead, there were about a hundred smaller, lantern-lit ones, each seating about a dozen people.
"Let's sit down, shall we?"
"Oh . . . um ... okay," said Hermione.
It looked as though he had sprouted flippers.
Myrtle had always been about being dead, but none of the other ghosts he knew made such a fuss about it.
"How did that horrible Skeeter woman find out? You don't think Hagrid told her?"
"I'm . .. here ..." Harry panted, skidding to a halt in the mud and accidentally splattering Fleurs robes.
"What were you going to do, snore at them?" said Hermione waspishly. People had been teasing her so much about being the thing that Viktor Krum would most miss that she was in a rather tetchy mood.
"This way, please," said Professor Grubbly-Plank, and she strode off around the paddock where the Beauxbatons horses were shivering. Harry, Ron, and Hermione followed her, looking back over their shoulders at Hagrid's cabin. All the curtains were closed. Was Hagrid in there, alone and ill?
Harry wondered how much he dare say. He didn't want Moody to guess that he had a source of information outside Hogwarts; that might lead to tricky questions about Sirius.
"There you go," he said. "Hate to break it to you. Potter. ..."