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We
'
ave
none
of
zis
ugly
armor
in
ze
'
alls
,
and
eef
a
poltergeist
ever
entaired
into
Beauxbatons
,
'
e
would
be
expelled
like
zat
.
"
She
slapped
her
hand
onto
the
table
impatiently
.
Roger
Davies
was
watching
her
talk
with
a
very
dazed
look
on
his
face
,
and
he
kept
missing
his
mouth
with
his
fork
.
Harry
had
the
impression
that
Davies
was
too
busy
staring
at
Fleur
to
take
in
a
word
she
was
saying
.
"
Absolutely
right
,
"
he
said
quickly
,
slapping
his
own
hand
down
on
the
table
in
imitation
of
Fleur
.
"
Like
that
.
Yeah
.
"
Harry
looked
around
the
Hall
.
Hagrid
was
sitting
at
one
of
the
other
staff
tables
;
he
was
back
in
his
horrible
hairy
brown
suit
and
gazing
up
at
the
top
table
.
Harry
saw
him
give
a
small
wave
,
and
looking
around
,
saw
Madame
Maxime
return
it
,
her
opals
glittering
in
the
candlelight
.
Hermione
was
now
teaching
Krum
to
say
her
name
properly
;
he
kept
calling
her
"
Hermy-own
.
"
"
Her-my-oh-nee
,
"
she
said
slowly
and
clearly
.
"
Herm-own-ninny
.
"
"
Close
enough
,
"
she
said
,
catching
Harry
's
eye
and
grinning
.
When
all
the
food
had
been
consumed
,
Dumbledore
stood
up
and
asked
the
students
to
do
the
same
.
Then
,
with
a
wave
of
his
wand
,
all
the
tables
zoomed
back
along
the
walls
leaving
the
floor
clear
,
and
then
he
conjured
a
raised
platform
into
existence
along
the
right
wall
.
A
set
of
drums
,
several
guitars
,
a
lute
,
a
cello
,
and
some
bagpipes
were
set
upon
it
.
The
Weird
Sisters
now
trooped
up
onto
the
stage
to
wildly
enthusiastic
applause
;
they
were
all
extremely
hairy
and
dressed
in
black
robes
that
had
been
artfully
ripped
and
torn
.
