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But
she
just
poked
him
painfully
in
the
side
with
the
end
of
the
broomstick
,
laughing
at
him
.
"
That
hurts
-
get
off
-
ouch
-
"
"
Harry
Potter
must
wake
up
,
sir
!
"
"
Stop
poking
me
-
"
"
Dobby
must
poke
Harry
Potter
,
sir
,
he
must
wake
up
!
"
Harry
opened
his
eyes
.
He
was
still
in
the
library
;
the
Invisibility
Cloak
had
slipped
off
his
head
as
he
'd
slept
,
and
the
side
of
his
face
was
stuck
to
the
pages
of
Where
There
's
a
Wand
,
There
's
a
Way
.
He
sat
up
,
straightening
his
glasses
,
blinking
in
the
bright
daylight
.
"
Harry
Potter
needs
to
hurry
!
"
squeaked
Dobby
.
"
The
second
task
starts
in
ten
minutes
,
and
Harry
Potter
-
"
"
Ten
minutes
?
"
Harry
croaked
.
"
Ten
-
ten
minutes
?
"
He
looked
down
at
his
watch
.
Dobby
was
right
.
It
was
twenty
past
nine
.
A
large
,
dead
weight
seemed
to
fall
through
Harry
's
chest
into
his
stomach
.
"
Hurry
,
Harry
Potter
!
"
squeaked
Dobby
,
plucking
at
Harry
's
sleeve
.
"
You
is
supposed
to
be
down
by
the
lake
with
the
other
champions
,
sir
!
"
