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"Now what am I going to do?" she asked shrilly.
"I knew it! I knew it!"
He then sank to the floor in a dead faint.
Ron let go of the front of Malfoy's robes.
"How's yer brother Charlie?" Hagrid asked Ron. "I liked him a lot -- great with animals."
"Snape's refereeing?" he spluttered through a mouthful of mud. "When's he ever refereed a Quidditch match? He's not going to be fair if we might overtake Slytherin."
"How many days you got left until yer holidays?" Hagrid asked.
Harry picked the shining, silvery cloth off the floor. It was strange to the touch, like water woven into material.
Hermione ignored him and spoke to Harry.
Madam Hooch was bending over Neville, her face as white as his.
"What was he hiding behind his back?" said Hermione thoughtfully.
Harry had suddenly gone into a spectacular dive, which drew gasps and cheers from the crowd. Hermione stood up, her crossed fingers in her mouth, as Harry streaked toward the ground like a bullet.
Wood reached into the crate and took out the fourth and last ball. Compared with the Quaffle and the Bludgers, it was tiny, about the size of a large walnut. It was bright gold and had little fluttering silver wings.
"Harry, where have you been?" Hermione squeaked.
Hermione, who came back the day before term started, took a different view of things. She was torn between horror at the idea of Harry being out of bed, roaming the school three nights in a row ("If Filch had caught you!"), and disappointment that he hadn't at least found out who Nicolas Flamel was.;