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"I do mind, though," said Harry hotly. "What's up with him?"
"What do they want?" Harry said, noticing how the goblins were still watching Bagman very closely.
"Listen ..." Cedric lowered his voice as Ron disappeared. "I owe you one for telling me about the dragons. You know that golden egg? Does yours wail when you open it?"
"Yeah, he is," said Ron. "Can I have one of these cakes, Hagrid?"
"Well, I must dash," he said. "Nice seeing you all. Good luck, Harry."
"Harry Potter must wake up, sir!"
"Ten minutes?" Harry croaked. "Ten - ten minutes?"
"What did he want?" Ron said, the moment Harry had sat down.
Madame Maxime didn't say anything. And Harry, in spite of himself, took his eyes off the
"Hi," said Ron, not looking at her, but staring around at the crowd. "Oh no ..."
"We'd have seen her in the garden!" said Ron. "Anyway, she's not supposed to come into school anymore, Hagrid said Dumbledore banned her. . . ."
He looked after everything else on the grounds, after all-"
"Don't be so stupid!" she said after a moment. "The enemy! Honestly - who was the one who was all excited when they saw him arrive? Who was the one who wanted his autograph?
Hermione looked as though Ron had slapped her. When she spoke, her voice quivered.
By the evening before the second task. Harry felt as though he were trapped in a nightmare. He was fully aware that even if, by some miracle, he managed to find a suitable spell, he'd have a real job mastering it overnight. How could he have let this happen? Why hadn't he got to work on the egg's clue sooner? Why had he ever let his mind wander in class - what if a teacher had once mentioned how to breathe underwater?