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"And women," said Chaser Angelina Johnson.
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that
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that Professor
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"And women," Wood agreed.
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Professor
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Professor McGonagall
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"This is it."
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McGonagall
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McGonagall had
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"The big one," said Fred Weasley.
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had
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had reached
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"The one we've all been waiting for," said George.
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reached
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reached the
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"We know Oliver's speech by heart," Fred told Harry, "we were on the
team last year."
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the
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the point
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"Shut up, you two," said Wood.
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point
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point she
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"This is the best team Gryffindor's had
in years.
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she
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she was
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We're going to win.
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was
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was most
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I know it."
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most
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most anxious
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He glared at them all as if to say, "Or else."
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anxious
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anxious to
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"Right.
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to
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to discuss
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It's time.
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discuss
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discuss ,
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Good luck, all of you."
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,
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, the
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Harry followed Fred and George out of the locker room and, hoping his
knees weren't going to give way, walked onto the field to loud cheers.
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the
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the real
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Madam Hooch was refereeing.
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real
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real reason
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She stood in the middle of the field waiting
for the two teams, her broom in her hand.
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reason
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reason she
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"Now, I want a nice fair game, all of you," she said, once they were all
gathered around her.
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she
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she had
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Harry noticed that she seemed to be speaking
particularly to the Slytherin Captain, Marcus Flint, a sixth year.
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had
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had been
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Harry
thought Flint looked as if he had some troll blood in him.
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been
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been waiting
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Out of the
corner of his eye he saw the fluttering banner high above, flashing
Potter for President over the crowd.
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waiting
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waiting on
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His heart skipped.
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on
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on a
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He felt braver.
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a
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a cold
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"Mount your brooms, please."
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cold
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cold ,
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Harry clambered onto his Nimbus Two Thousand.
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,
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, hard
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Madam Hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle.
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hard
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hard wall
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Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air.
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wall
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wall all
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They were off.
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all
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all day
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"And the
Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor -- what
an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too --"
"JORDAN!"
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day
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day ,
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"Sorry, Professor."
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,
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, for
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The Weasley twins' friend, Lee Jordan, was doing the commentary for the
match, closely watched by Professor McGonagall.
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for
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for neither
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"And she's really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet,
a good find of Oliver Wood's, last year only a reserve -- back to
Johnson and -- no, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin
Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quaffle and off he goes -- Flint flying
like an eagle up there -- he's going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent
move by Gryffindor Keeper Wood and the Gryffindors take the Quaffle --
that's 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 -- that's
Adrian Pucey speeding off toward the goal posts, but he's blocked by a
second Bludger -- sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell
which -- nice play by the Gryffindor Beater, anyway, and Johnson back in
possession of the Quaffle, a clear field ahead and off she goes -- she's
really flying -- dodges a speeding Bludger -- the goal posts are ahead
-- come on, now, Angelina -- Keeper Bletchley dives -- misses --
GRYFFINDORS SCORE!"
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neither
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neither as
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Gryffindor cheers filled the cold air, with howls and moans from the
Slytherins.
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as
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as a
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"Budge up there, move along."
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a
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a cat
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"Hagrid!"
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cat
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cat nor
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Ron and Hermione squeezed together to give Hagrid enough space to join
them.
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nor
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nor as
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"Bin watchin' from me hut," said Hagrid, patting a large pair of
binoculars around his neck, "But it isn't the same as bein' in the
crowd.
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as
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as a
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No sign of the Snitch yet, eh?"
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a
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a woman
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"Nope," said Ron.
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woman
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woman had
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"Harry hasn't had much to do yet."
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had
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had she
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"Kept outta trouble, though, that's somethin'," said Hagrid, raising his
binoculars and peering skyward at the speck that was Harry.
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she
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she fixed
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Way up above them, Harry was gliding over the game, squinting about for
some sign of the Snitch.
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fixed
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fixed Dumbledore
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This was part of his and Wood's game plan.
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Dumbledore
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Dumbledore with
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"Keep out of the way until you catch sight of the Snitch," Wood had
said.
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with
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with such
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"We don't want you attacked before you have to be."
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such
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such a
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When Angelina had scored, Harry had done a couple of loop-the-loops to
let off his feelings.
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a
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a piercing
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Now he was back to staring around for the Snitch.
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piercing
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piercing stare
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Once he caught sight of a flash of gold, but it was just a reflection
from one of the Weasleys' wristwatches, and once a Bludger decided to
come pelting his way, more like a cannonball than anything, but Harry
dodged it and Fred Weasley came chasing after it.
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stare
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stare as
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"All right there, Harry?"
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as
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as she
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he had time to yell, as he beat the Bludger
furiously toward Marcus Flint.
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she
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she did
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"Slytherin in possession," Lee Jordan was saying, "Chaser Pucey ducks
two Bludgers, two Weasleys, and Chaser Bell, and speeds toward the --
wait a moment -- was that the Snitch?"
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did
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did now
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A murmur ran through the crowd as Adrian Pucey dropped the Quaffle, too
busy looking over his shoulder at the flash of gold that had passed his
left ear.
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now
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now .
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Harry saw it.
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.
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. It
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In a great rush of excitement he dived downward after the
streak of gold.
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It
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It was
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Slytherin Seeker Terence Higgs had seen it, too.
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was
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was plain
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Neck
and neck they hurtled toward the Snitch -all the Chasers seemed to have
forgotten what they were supposed to be doing as they hung in midair to
watch.
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plain
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plain that
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Harry was faster than Higgs -- he could see the little round ball, wings
fluttering, darting up ahead - - he put on an extra spurt of speed --
WHAM!
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that
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that whatever
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A roar of rage echoed from the Gryffindors below -- Marcus Flint
had blocked Harry on purpose, and Harry's broom spun off course, Harry
holding on for dear life.
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whatever
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whatever ``
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"Foul!"
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``
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`` everyone
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screamed the Gryffindors.
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everyone
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everyone ''
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Madam Hooch spoke angrily to Flint and then ordered a free shot at the
goal posts for Gryffindor.
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''
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'' was
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But in all the confusion, of course, the
Golden Snitch had disappeared from sight again.
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was
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was saying
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Down in the stands, Dean Thomas was yelling, "Send him off, ref!
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saying
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saying ,
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Red
card!"
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,
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, she
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"What are you talking about, Dean?"
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she
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she was
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said Ron.
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was
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was not
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"Red card!"
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not
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not going
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said Dean furiously.
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going
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going to
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"In soccer you get shown the red card
and you're out of the game!"
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to
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to believe
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"But this isn't soccer, Dean," Ron reminded him.
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believe
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believe it
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Hagrid, however, was on Dean's side.
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it
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it until
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"They oughta change the rules.
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until
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until Dumbledore
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Flint coulda knocked Harry outta the
air."
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Dumbledore
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Dumbledore told
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Lee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides.
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told
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told her
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"So -- after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating
"Jordan!"
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her
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her it
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growled Professor McGonagall.
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it
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it was
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"I mean, after that open and revolting foul
'Jordan, I'm warning you --"
"All right, all right.
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was
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was true
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Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which
could happen to anyone, I'm sure, so a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by
Spinner, who puts it away, no trouble, and we continue play, Gryffindor
still in possession."
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true
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true .
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It was as Harry dodged another Bludger, which went spinning dangerously
past his head, that it happened.
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.
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. Dumbledore
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His broom gave a sudden, frightening
lurch.
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Dumbledore
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Dumbledore ,
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For a split second, he thought he was going to fall.
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,
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, however
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He gripped
the broom tightly with both his hands and knees.
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however
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however ,
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He'd never felt
anything like that.
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,
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, was
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It happened again.
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was
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was choosing
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It was as though the broom was trying to buck him
off.
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choosing
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choosing another
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But Nimbus Two Thousands did not suddenly decide to buck their
riders off.
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another
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another lemon
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Harry tried to turn back toward the Gryffindor goal- posts
-- he had half a mind to ask Wood to call time-out -- and then he
realized that his broom was completely out of his control.
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lemon
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lemon drop
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He couldn't
turn it.
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drop
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drop and
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He couldn't direct it at all.
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and
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and did
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It was zigzagging through the
air, and every now and then making violent swishing movements that
almost unseated him.
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did
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did not
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Lee was still commentating.
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not
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not answer
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"Slytherin in possession -- Flint with the Quaffle -- passes Spinnet --
passes Bell -- hit hard in the face by a Bludger, hope it broke his nose
-- only joking, Professor -- Slytherins score -- A no...
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answer
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answer .
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The Slytherins were cheering.
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.
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. ``
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No one seemed to have noticed that Harry's
broom was behaving strangely.
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``
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`` What
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It was carrying- him slowly higher, away
from the game, jerking and twitching as it went.
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What
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What they
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"Dunno what Harry thinks he's doing," Hagrid mumbled.
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they
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they 're
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He stared through
his binoculars.
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're
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're saying
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"If I didn' know better, I'd say he'd lost control of
his broom... but he can't have...."
Suddenly, people were pointing up at Harry all over the stands.
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saying
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saying ,
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His
broom had started to roll over and over, with him only just managing to
hold on.
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,
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, ''
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Then the whole crowd gasped.
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''
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'' she
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