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It
had
a
strangely
skeletal
look
about
it
,
as
though
it
were
a
resurrected
wreck
,
and
the
dim
,
misty
lights
shimmering
at
its
portholes
looked
like
ghostly
eyes
.
Finally
,
with
a
great
sloshing
noise
,
the
ship
emerged
entirely
,
bobbing
on
the
turbulent
water
,
and
began
to
glide
toward
the
bank
.
A
few
moments
later
,
they
heard
the
splash
of
an
anchor
being
thrown
down
in
the
shallows
,
and
the
thud
of
a
plank
being
lowered
onto
the
bank
.
People
were
disembarking
;
they
could
see
their
silhouettes
passing
the
lights
in
the
ship
's
portholes
.
All
of
them
,
Harry
noticed
,
seemed
to
be
built
along
the
lines
of
Crabbe
and
Goyle
...
but
then
,
as
they
drew
nearer
,
walking
up
the
lawns
into
the
light
streaming
from
the
entrance
hall
,
he
saw
that
their
bulk
was
really
due
to
the
fact
that
they
were
wearing
cloaks
of
some
kind
of
shaggy
,
matted
fur
.
But
the
man
who
was
leading
them
up
to
the
castle
was
wearing
furs
of
a
different
sort
:
sleek
and
silver
,
like
his
hair
.
"
Dumbledore
!
"
he
called
heartily
as
he
walked
up
the
slope
.
"
How
are
you
,
my
dear
fellow
,
how
are
you
?
"
"
Blooming
,
thank
you
,
Professor
Karkaroff
,
"
Dumbledore
replied
.
Karkaroff
had
a
fruity
,
unctuous
voice
;
when
he
stepped
into
the
light
pouring
from
the
front
doors
of
the
castle
they
saw
that
he
was
tall
and
thin
like
Dumbledore
,
but
his
white
hair
was
short
,
and
his
goatee
(
finishing
in
a
small
curl
)
did
not
entirely
hide
his
rather
weak
chin
.
When
he
reached
Dumbledore
,
he
shook
hands
with
both
of
his
own
"
Dear
old
Hogwarts
,
"
he
said
,
looking
up
at
the
castle
and
smiling
;
his
teeth
were
rather
yellow
,
and
Harry
noticed
that
his
smile
did
not
extend
to
his
eyes
,
which
remained
cold
and
shrewd
.
"
How
good
it
is
to
be
here
,
how
good
...
.
Viktor
,
come
along
,
into
the
warmth
...
you
do
n't
mind
,
Dumbledore
?
Viktor
has
a
slight
head
cold
...
"
Karkaroff
beckoned
forward
one
of
his
students
.
As
the
boy
passed
,
Harry
caught
a
glimpse
of
a
prominent
curved
nose
and
thick
black
eyebrows
.
He
did
n't
need
the
punch
on
the
arm
Ron
gave
him
,
or
the
hiss
in
his
ear
,
to
recognize
that
profile
.
"
Harry
-
it
's
Krum
!
"
I
do
n't
believe
it
!
"
Ron
said
,
in
a
stunned
voice
,
as
the
Hogwarts
students
filed
back
up
the
steps
behind
the
party
from
Durmstrang
.
"
Krum
,
Harry
!
Viktor
Krum
!
"
"
For
heaven
's
sake
,
Ron
,
he
's
only
a
Quidditch
player
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
Only
a
Quidditch
player
?
"
Ron
said
,
looking
at
her
as
though
he
could
n't
believe
his
ears
.
"
Hermione
-
he
's
one
of
the
best
Seekers
in
the
world
!
I
had
no
idea
he
was
still
at
school
!
"
