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Harry
woke
early
on
Saturday
morning
and
lay
for
a
while
thinking
about
the
coming
Quidditch
match
.
He
was
nervous
,
mainly
at
the
thought
of
what
Wood
would
say
if
Gryffindor
lost
,
but
also
at
the
idea
of
facing
a
team
mounted
on
the
fastest
racing
brooms
gold
could
buy
.
He
had
never
wanted
to
beat
Slytherin
so
badly
.
After
half
an
hour
of
lying
there
with
his
insides
churning
,
he
got
up
,
dressed
,
and
went
down
to
breakfast
early
,
where
he
found
the
rest
of
the
Gryffindor
team
huddled
at
the
long
,
empty
table
,
all
looking
uptight
and
not
speaking
much
.
As
eleven
o'clock
approached
,
the
whole
school
started
to
make
its
way
down
to
the
Quidditch
stadium
.
It
was
a
muggy
sort
of
day
with
a
hint
of
thunder
in
the
air
.
Ron
and
Hermione
came
hurrying
over
to
wish
Harry
good
luck
as
he
entered
the
locker
rooms
.
The
team
pulled
on
their
scarlet
Gryffindor
robes
,
then
sat
down
to
listen
to
Wood
's
usual
pre-match
pep
talk
.
"
Slytherin
has
better
brooms
than
us
,
"
he
began
.
"
No
point
denying
it
.
But
we
've
got
better
people
on
our
brooms
.
We
've
trained
harder
than
they
have
,
we
've
been
flying
in
all
weathers
-
"
(
"
Too
true
,
"
muttered
George
Weasley
.
"
I
have
n't
been
properly
dry
since
August
"
)
"
-
and
we
're
going
to
make
them
rue
the
day
they
let
that
little
bit
of
slime
,
Malfoy
,
buy
his
way
onto
their
team
.
"
Chest
heaving
with
emotion
,
Wood
turned
to
Harry
.
"
It
'll
be
down
to
you
,
Harry
,
to
show
them
that
a
Seeker
has
to
have
something
more
than
a
rich
father
.
Get
to
that
Snitch
before
Malfoy
or
die
trying
,
Harry
,
because
we
've
got
to
win
today
,
we
've
got
to
.
"
"
So
no
pressure
,
Harry
"
said
Fred
,
winking
at
him
.
As
they
walked
out
onto
the
pitch
,
a
roar
of
noise
greeted
them
;
mainly
cheers
,
because
Ravenclaw
and
Hufflepuff
were
anxious
to
see
Slytherin
beaten
,
but
the
Slytherins
in
the
crowd
made
their
boos
and
hisses
heard
,
too
.
Madam
Hooch
,
the
Quidditch
teacher
,
asked
Flint
and
Wood
to
shake
hands
,
which
they
did
,
giving
each
other
threatening
stares
and
gripping
rather
harder
than
was
necessary
.
"
On
my
whistle
,
"
said
Madam
Hooch
.
"
Three
...
two
...
one
...
"
With
a
roar
from
the
crowd
to
speed
them
upward
,
the
fourteen
players
rose
toward
the
leaden
sky
.
Harry
flew
higher
than
any
of
them
,
squinting
around
for
the
Snitch
.
