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"
No
,
I
'm
fine
,
"
said
Harry
,
wondering
why
he
kept
telling
people
this
,
and
wondering
whether
he
had
ever
been
less
fine
.
"
I
've
got
a
plan
worked
out
,
I
-
"
A
whistle
had
blown
somewhere
.
"
Good
lord
,
I
've
got
to
run
!
"
said
Bagman
in
alarm
,
and
he
hurried
off
.
Harry
walked
back
to
the
tent
and
saw
Cedric
emerging
from
it
,
greener
than
ever
.
Harry
tried
to
wish
him
luck
as
he
walked
past
,
but
all
that
came
out
of
his
mouth
was
a
sort
of
hoarse
grunt
.
Harry
went
back
inside
to
Fleur
and
Krum
.
Seconds
hater
,
they
heard
the
roar
of
the
crowd
,
which
meant
Cedric
had
entered
the
enclosure
and
was
now
face-to-face
with
the
living
counterpart
of
his
model
...
.
It
was
worse
than
Harry
could
ever
have
imagined
,
sitting
there
and
listening
.
The
crowd
screamed
...
yelled
...
gasped
like
a
single
many-headed
entity
,
as
Cedric
did
whatever
he
was
doing
to
get
past
the
Swedish
Short-Snout
.
Krum
was
still
staring
at
the
ground
.
Fleur
had
now
taken
to
retracing
Cedric
's
steps
,
around
and
around
the
tent
.
And
Bagman
's
commentary
made
everything
much
,
much
worse
...
.
Horrible
pictures
formed
in
Harry
's
mind
as
he
heard
:
"
Oooh
,
narrow
miss
there
,
very
narrow
"
...
"
He
's
taking
risks
,
this
one
!
"
...
"
Clever
move
-
pity
it
did
n't
work
!
"
And
then
,
after
about
fifteen
minutes
,
Harry
heard
the
deafening
roar
that
could
mean
only
one
thing
:
Cedric
had
gotten
past
his
dragon
and
captured
the
golden
egg
.
"
Very
good
indeed
!
"
Bagman
was
shouting
.
"
And
now
the
marks
from
the
judges
!
"
But
he
did
n't
shout
out
the
marks
;
Harry
supposed
the
judges
were
holding
them
up
and
showing
them
to
the
crowd
.
