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"And women," said Chaser Angelina Johnson. | that | that Professor |
"And women," Wood agreed. | Professor | Professor McGonagall |
"This is it." | McGonagall | McGonagall had |
"The big one," said Fred Weasley. | had | had reached |
"The one we've all been waiting for," said George. | reached | reached the |
"We know Oliver's speech by heart," Fred told Harry, "we were on the
team last year." | the | the point |
"Shut up, you two," said Wood. | point | point she |
"This is the best team Gryffindor's had
in years. | she | she was |
We're going to win. | was | was most |
I know it." | most | most anxious |
He glared at them all as if to say, "Or else." | anxious | anxious to |
"Right. | to | to discuss |
It's time. | discuss | discuss , |
Good luck, all of you." | , | , the |
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. | the | the real |
Madam Hooch was refereeing. | real | real reason |
She stood in the middle of the field waiting
for the two teams, her broom in her hand. | reason | reason she |
"Now, I want a nice fair game, all of you," she said, once they were all
gathered around her. | she | she had |
Harry noticed that she seemed to be speaking
particularly to the Slytherin Captain, Marcus Flint, a sixth year. | had | had been |
Harry
thought Flint looked as if he had some troll blood in him. | been | been waiting |
Out of the
corner of his eye he saw the fluttering banner high above, flashing
Potter for President over the crowd. | waiting | waiting on |
His heart skipped. | on | on a |
He felt braver. | a | a cold |
"Mount your brooms, please." | cold | cold , |
Harry clambered onto his Nimbus Two Thousand. | , | , hard |
Madam Hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle. | hard | hard wall |
Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air. | wall | wall all |
They were off. | all | all day |
"And the
Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor -- what
an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too --"
"JORDAN!" | day | day , |
"Sorry, Professor." | , | , for |
The Weasley twins' friend, Lee Jordan, was doing the commentary for the
match, closely watched by Professor McGonagall. | for | for neither |
"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!" | neither | neither as |
Gryffindor cheers filled the cold air, with howls and moans from the
Slytherins. | as | as a |
"Budge up there, move along." | a | a cat |
"Hagrid!" | cat | cat nor |
Ron and Hermione squeezed together to give Hagrid enough space to join
them. | nor | nor as |
"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. | as | as a |
No sign of the Snitch yet, eh?" | a | a woman |
"Nope," said Ron. | woman | woman had |
"Harry hasn't had much to do yet." | had | had she |
"Kept outta trouble, though, that's somethin'," said Hagrid, raising his
binoculars and peering skyward at the speck that was Harry. | she | she fixed |
Way up above them, Harry was gliding over the game, squinting about for
some sign of the Snitch. | fixed | fixed Dumbledore |
This was part of his and Wood's game plan. | Dumbledore | Dumbledore with |
"Keep out of the way until you catch sight of the Snitch," Wood had
said. | with | with such |
"We don't want you attacked before you have to be." | such | such a |
When Angelina had scored, Harry had done a couple of loop-the-loops to
let off his feelings. | a | a piercing |
Now he was back to staring around for the Snitch. | piercing | piercing stare |
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. | stare | stare as |
"All right there, Harry?" | as | as she |
he had time to yell, as he beat the Bludger
furiously toward Marcus Flint. | she | she did |
"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?" | did | did now |
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. | now | now . |
Harry saw it. | . | . It |
In a great rush of excitement he dived downward after the
streak of gold. | It | It was |
Slytherin Seeker Terence Higgs had seen it, too. | was | was plain |
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. | plain | plain that |
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! | that | that whatever |
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. | whatever | whatever `` |
"Foul!" | `` | `` everyone |
screamed the Gryffindors. | everyone | everyone '' |
Madam Hooch spoke angrily to Flint and then ordered a free shot at the
goal posts for Gryffindor. | '' | '' was |
But in all the confusion, of course, the
Golden Snitch had disappeared from sight again. | was | was saying |
Down in the stands, Dean Thomas was yelling, "Send him off, ref! | saying | saying , |
Red
card!" | , | , she |
"What are you talking about, Dean?" | she | she was |
said Ron. | was | was not |
"Red card!" | not | not going |
said Dean furiously. | going | going to |
"In soccer you get shown the red card
and you're out of the game!" | to | to believe |
"But this isn't soccer, Dean," Ron reminded him. | believe | believe it |
Hagrid, however, was on Dean's side. | it | it until |
"They oughta change the rules. | until | until Dumbledore |
Flint coulda knocked Harry outta the
air." | Dumbledore | Dumbledore told |
Lee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides. | told | told her |
"So -- after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating
"Jordan!" | her | her it |
growled Professor McGonagall. | it | it was |
"I mean, after that open and revolting foul
'Jordan, I'm warning you --"
"All right, all right. | was | was true |
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." | true | true . |
It was as Harry dodged another Bludger, which went spinning dangerously
past his head, that it happened. | . | . Dumbledore |
His broom gave a sudden, frightening
lurch. | Dumbledore | Dumbledore , |
For a split second, he thought he was going to fall. | , | , however |
He gripped
the broom tightly with both his hands and knees. | however | however , |
He'd never felt
anything like that. | , | , was |
It happened again. | was | was choosing |
It was as though the broom was trying to buck him
off. | choosing | choosing another |
But Nimbus Two Thousands did not suddenly decide to buck their
riders off. | another | another lemon |
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. | lemon | lemon drop |
He couldn't
turn it. | drop | drop and |
He couldn't direct it at all. | and | and did |
It was zigzagging through the
air, and every now and then making violent swishing movements that
almost unseated him. | did | did not |
Lee was still commentating. | not | not answer |
"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... | answer | answer . |
The Slytherins were cheering. | . | . `` |
No one seemed to have noticed that Harry's
broom was behaving strangely. | `` | `` What |
It was carrying- him slowly higher, away
from the game, jerking and twitching as it went. | What | What they |
"Dunno what Harry thinks he's doing," Hagrid mumbled. | they | they 're |
He stared through
his binoculars. | 're | 're saying |
"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. | saying | saying , |
His
broom had started to roll over and over, with him only just managing to
hold on. | , | , '' |
Then the whole crowd gasped. | '' | '' she |
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