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"Fine," said Neville, showing them. "Madam Pomfrey mended it in about a minute."
He opened the crate. Inside were four different-sized balls.
Up in the air, Snape turned on his broomstick just in time to see something scarlet shoot past him, missing him by inches -- the next second, Harry had pulled out of the dive, his arm raised in triumph, the Snitch clasped in his hand.
Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air. They were off. "And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor -- what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too --"
"But there aren't wild dragons in Britain?" said Harry.
Harry waited outside in the corridor to see if the other two had found anything, but he wasn't very hopeful. They had been looking for two weeks, after A, but as they only had odd moments between lessons it wasn't surprising they'd found nothing. What they really needed was a nice long search without Madam Pince breathing down their necks.
Malfoy smiled nastily.
Hermione jumped to her feet. She hadn't looked so excited since they'd gotten back the marks for their very first piece of homework.
This was so unfair that Harry opened his mouth to argue, but Ron kicked him behind their cauldron.
"Did something happen to it when Flint blocked him?" Seamus whispered.
The snow still hadn't melted the next morning.
children blew bubbles through, except that they were fifty feet high.
"You are not."
"And you could ask your parents if they know who Flamel is," said Ron. "It'd be safe to ask them."