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"
Oh
do
n't
say
that
,
"
said
Hermione
with
a
shudder
.
"
Imagine
that
lot
loose
on
the
grounds
...
.
"
They
stood
,
shivering
slightly
now
,
waiting
for
the
Durmstrang
party
to
arrive
.
Most
people
were
gazing
hopefully
up
at
the
sky
.
For
a
few
minutes
,
the
silence
was
broken
only
by
Madame
Maxime
's
huge
horses
snorting
and
stamping
.
But
then
-
"
Can
you
hear
something
?
"
said
Ron
suddenly
.
Harry
listened
;
a
loud
and
oddly
eerie
noise
was
drifting
toward
them
from
out
of
the
darkness
:
a
muffled
rumbling
and
sucking
sound
,
as
though
an
immense
vacuum
cleaner
were
moving
along
a
riverbed
...
.
"
The
lake
!
"
yelled
Lee
Jordan
,
pointing
down
at
it
.
"
Look
at
the
lake
!
"
From
their
position
at
the
top
of
the
lawns
overlooking
the
grounds
,
they
had
a
clear
view
of
the
smooth
black
surface
of
the
water
-
except
that
the
surface
was
suddenly
not
smooth
at
all
.
Some
disturbance
was
taking
place
deep
in
the
center
;
great
bubbles
were
forming
on
the
surface
,
waves
were
now
washing
over
the
muddy
banks
-
and
then
,
out
in
the
very
middle
of
the
lake
,
a
whirlpool
appeared
,
as
if
a
giant
plug
had
just
been
pulled
out
of
the
lake
's
floor
...
.
What
seemed
to
be
a
long
,
black
pole
began
to
rise
slowly
out
of
the
heart
of
the
whirlpool
...
and
then
Harry
saw
the
rigging
...
.
"
It
's
a
mast
!
"
he
said
to
Ron
and
Hermione
.
Slowly
,
magnificently
,
the
ship
rose
out
of
the
water
,
gleaming
in
the
moonlight
.
