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"
Bet
he
asked
you
to
say
that
!
"
"
If
I
could
have
everyone
's
attention
,
it
's
time
for
my
speech
!
"
said
Nearly
Headless
Nick
loudly
,
striding
toward
the
podium
and
climbing
into
an
icy
blue
spotlight
.
"
My
late
lamented
lords
,
ladies
,
and
gentlemen
,
it
is
my
great
sorrow
...
"
But
nobody
heard
much
more
.
Sir
Patrick
and
the
rest
of
the
Headless
Hunt
had
just
started
a
game
of
Head
Hockey
and
the
crowd
were
turning
to
watch
.
Nearly
Headless
Nick
tried
vainly
to
recapture
his
audience
,
but
gave
up
as
Sir
Patrick
's
head
went
sailing
past
him
to
loud
cheers
.
Harry
was
very
cold
by
now
,
not
to
mention
hungry
.
"
I
ca
n't
stand
much
more
of
this
,
"
Ron
muttered
,
his
teeth
chattering
,
as
the
orchestra
ground
back
into
action
and
the
ghosts
swept
back
onto
the
dance
floor
.
"
Let
's
go
,
"
Harry
agreed
.
They
backed
toward
the
door
,
nodding
and
beaming
at
anyone
who
looked
at
them
,
and
a
minute
later
were
hurrying
back
up
the
passageway
full
of
black
candles
.
"
Pudding
might
not
be
finished
yet
,
"
said
Ron
hopefully
,
leading
the
way
toward
the
steps
to
the
entrance
hall
.
And
then
Harry
heard
it
.
