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t year.”
”shut up, you two,” said wood. ”this is the best team
gryffindors had in years. were going to win. i know it.”
he glared at them all as if to say, ”or else.”
”right. its time. good luck, all of you.”
harry fee out of the lo and,
hoping his k going to give way, walked onto the field
to loud cheers.
madam h. she stood in the middle of the
field waitieams, her broom in her hand.
”now, i want a nice fair game, all of you,” she said, ohey
were all gathered around her. harry she seemed to
be speaking particularly to the slytherin , mart,
a sixth year. harry thought flint looked as if he had some troll
blood in him. out of the er of his eye he saw the fluttering
banner high above, flashing potter for presidehe crowd. his
heart skipped. he felt braver.
”mount your brooms, please.”
harry clambered onto his nimbus two thousand.
madam hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle.
fifteen brooms rose up, high, high ihey were
off. ”and the quaffle is takeely by angelina johnson of
gryffindor -- what a chaser that girl is, and rather
attractive, too --”
”jordan!”
”sorry, professor.”
the weasley twins friend, lee jordan, was doiary
for the match, closely watched by prall.
”and shes really belting along up there, a o alicia
spi, a good find of oliver woods, last year only a reserve --
bason and -- herihe quaffle,
slytherin mart gains the quaffle and off he goes --
flint flying like ahere -- hes going to so, stopped
by a move by gryffindor keeper wood and the gryffindors
take the quaffle -- thats chaser katie bell of gryffindor there,
nice dive around flint, off up the field and -- ouch -- that must
have hurt, hit in the back of the head by a bludger -- quaffle taken
by the slytherins -- thats adrian pucey speeding oal
posts, but hes blocked by a sed bludger -- sent his way by fred
e weasley, t tell whiice play by the gryffindor
beater, anyway, and johnson ba possession of the quaffle, a
clear field ahead and off she goes -- shes really flying -- dodges
a speedihe goal posts are ahead -- e on, now,
angelichley dives -- misses -- gryffindors score!”
gryffindor cheers filled the cold air, with howls and moans
from the slytherins.
”budge up there, move along.”
”hagrid!”
ron and hermioher to give hagrid enough space
to join them.
”bin wat from me hut,” said hagrid, patting a large pair
of binoculars arou it isnt the same as bein
in the o sigch yet, eh?”
”nope,” said ron. ”harry hasnt had much to do yet.”
”kept outta trouble, though, thats somethin,” said hagrid,
raising his binod peering skyeck that
was harry.
above them, harry was glidihe game, squinting
abch. this art of his and woods
game plan.
”keep out of the way until you catch sight of the snitch,”
wood had said. ”we dont want you attacked before you have to be.”
when angelina had scored, harry had done a couple of
loop-the-loops to let off his feelings. now he was back t
arouce he caught sight of a flash of gold, but
it was just a refle ohe weasleys wristwatches,
and once a bludger dee pelting his way, more like a
ball than anything, but harry dodged it and fred weasley came
g after it.
”all right there, harry?” he had time to yell, as he beat the
bludger furiously toward mart.
”slytherin in possession,” lee jordan was saying, ”chaser pucey
ducks two bludgers, two weasleys, and chaser bell, aoward
the -- wait a moment -- was that the snitch?”
a murmur ran through the croucey