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"
Should
we
leave
him
here
?
"
Cedric
muttered
.
"
No
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
I
reckon
we
should
send
up
red
sparks
.
Someone
'll
come
and
collect
him
...
otherwise
he
'll
probably
be
eaten
by
a
skrewt
.
"
"
He
'd
deserve
it
,
"
Cedric
muttered
,
but
all
the
same
,
he
raised
his
wand
and
shot
a
shower
of
red
sparks
into
the
air
,
which
hovered
high
above
Krum
,
marking
the
spot
where
he
lay
.
Harry
and
Cedric
stood
there
in
the
darkness
for
a
moment
,
looking
around
them
.
Then
Cedric
said
,
"
Well
...
I
s
'
pose
we
'd
better
go
on
...
.
"
"
What
?
"
said
Harry
.
"
Oh
...
yeah
...
right
...
"
It
was
an
odd
moment
.
He
and
Cedric
had
been
briefly
united
against
Krum
-
now
the
fact
that
they
were
opponents
came
back
to
Harry
.
The
two
of
them
proceeded
up
the
dark
path
without
speaking
,
then
Harry
turned
left
,
and
Cedric
right
.
Cedric
's
footsteps
soon
died
away
.
Harry
moved
on
,
continuing
to
use
the
Four-Point
Spell
,
making
sure
he
was
moving
in
the
right
direction
.
It
was
between
him
and
Cedric
now
.
His
desire
to
reach
the
cup
first
was
now
burning
stronger
than
ever
,
but
he
could
hardly
believe
what
he
'd
just
seen
Krum
do
.
The
use
of
an
Unforgivable
Curse
on
a
fellow
human
being
meant
a
life
term
in
Azkaban
,
that
was
what
Moody
had
told
them
.
Krum
surely
could
n't
have
wanted
the
Triwizard
Cup
that
badly
...
.
Harry
sped
up
.
Every
so
often
he
hit
more
dead
ends
,
but
the
increasing
darkness
made
him
feel
sure
he
was
getting
near
the
heart
of
the
maze
.
Then
,
as
he
strode
down
a
long
,
straight
path
,
he
saw
movement
once
again
,
and
his
beam
of
wandlight
hit
an
extraordinary
creature
,
one
which
he
had
only
seen
in
picture
form
,
in
his
Monster
Book
of
Monsters
.
It
was
a
sphinx
.
It
had
the
body
of
an
over-large
lion
:
great
clawed
paws
and
a
long
yellowish
tail
ending
in
a
brown
tuft
.
Its
head
,
however
,
was
that
of
a
woman
.
She
turned
her
long
,
almond-shaped
eyes
upon
Harry
as
he
approached
.
He
raised
his
wand
,
hesitating
.
She
was
not
crouching
as
if
to
spring
,
but
pacing
from
side
to
side
of
the
path
,
blocking
his
progress
.
Then
she
spoke
,
in
a
deep
,
hoarse
voice
.
