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"
One
down
,
three
to
go
!
"
Bagman
yelled
as
the
whistle
blew
again
.
"
Miss
Delacour
,
if
you
please
!
"
Fleur
was
trembling
from
head
to
foot
;
Harry
felt
more
warmly
toward
her
than
he
had
done
so
far
as
she
heft
the
tent
with
her
head
held
high
and
her
hand
clutching
her
wand
.
He
and
Krum
were
left
alone
,
at
opposite
sides
of
the
tent
,
avoiding
each
other
's
gaze
.
The
same
process
started
again
...
.
"
Oh
I
'm
not
sure
that
was
wise
!
"
they
could
hear
Bagman
shouting
gleefully
.
"
Oh
...
nearly
!
Careful
now
...
good
lord
,
I
thought
she
'd
had
it
then
!
"
Ten
minutes
later
,
Harry
heard
the
crowd
erupt
into
applause
once
more
...
.
Fleur
must
have
been
successful
too
.
A
pause
,
while
Fleur
's
marks
were
being
shown
...
more
clapping
...
then
,
for
the
third
time
,
the
whistle
.
"
And
here
comes
Mr.
Krum
!
"
cried
Bagman
,
and
Krum
slouched
out
,
leaving
Harry
quite
alone
.
He
felt
much
more
aware
of
his
body
than
usual
;
very
aware
of
the
way
his
heart
was
pumping
fast
,
and
his
fingers
tingling
with
fear
...
yet
at
the
same
time
,
he
seemed
to
be
outside
himself
,
seeing
the
walls
of
the
tent
,
and
hearing
the
crowd
,
as
though
from
far
away
.
"
Very
daring
!
"
Bagman
was
yelling
,
and
Harry
heard
the
Chinese
Fireball
emit
a
horrible
,
roaring
shriek
,
while
the
crowd
drew
its
collective
breath
.
"
That
's
some
nerve
he
's
showing
-
and
-
yes
,
he
's
got
the
egg
!
"
Applause
shattered
the
wintery
air
like
breaking
glass
;
Krum
had
finished
-
it
would
be
Harry
's
turn
any
moment
.
He
stood
up
,
noticing
dimly
that
his
legs
seemed
to
be
made
of
marshmallow
.
He
waited
.
And
then
he
heard
the
whistle
blow
.
He
walked
out
through
the
entrance
of
the
tent
,
the
panic
rising
into
a
crescendo
inside
him
.
And
now
he
was
walking
past
the
trees
,
through
a
gap
in
the
enclosure
fence
.
He
saw
everything
in
front
of
him
as
though
it
was
a
very
highly
colored
dream
.
There
were
hundreds
and
hundreds
of
faces
staring
down
at
him
from
stands
that
had
been
magicked
there
since
he
'd
last
stood
on
this
spot
.
