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The
two
spells
combined
did
what
one
alone
had
not
:
The
spider
keeled
over
sideways
,
flattening
a
nearby
hedge
,
and
strewing
the
path
with
a
tangle
of
hairy
legs
.
"
Harry
!
"
he
heard
Cedric
shouting
.
"
You
all
right
?
Did
it
fall
on
you
?
"
"
No
,
"
Harry
called
back
,
panting
.
He
looked
down
at
his
leg
.
It
was
bleeding
freely
.
He
could
see
some
sort
of
thick
,
gluey
secretion
from
the
spider
's
pincers
on
his
torn
robes
.
He
tried
to
get
up
,
but
his
leg
was
shaking
badly
and
did
not
want
to
support
his
weight
.
He
leaned
against
the
hedge
,
gasping
for
breath
,
and
looked
around
.
Cedric
was
standing
feet
from
the
Triwizard
Cup
,
which
was
gleaming
behind
him
.
"
Take
it
,
then
,
"
Harry
panted
to
Cedric
.
"
Go
on
,
take
it
.
You
're
there
.
"
But
Cedric
did
n't
move
.
He
merely
stood
there
,
looking
at
Harry
.
Then
he
turned
to
stare
at
the
cup
.
Harry
saw
the
longing
expression
on
his
face
in
its
golden
light
.
Cedric
looked
around
at
Harry
again
,
who
was
now
holding
onto
the
hedge
to
support
himself
.
Cedric
took
a
deep
breath
.
"
You
take
it
.
You
should
win
.
That
's
twice
you
've
saved
my
neck
in
here
.
"
"
That
's
not
how
it
's
supposed
to
work
,
"
Harry
said
.
He
felt
angry
;
his
leg
was
very
painful
,
he
was
aching
all
over
from
trying
to
throw
off
the
spider
,
and
after
all
his
efforts
,
Cedric
had
beaten
him
to
it
,
just
as
he
'd
beaten
Harry
to
ask
Cho
to
the
ball
.
"
The
one
who
reaches
the
cup
first
gets
the
points
.
That
's
you
.
I
'm
telling
you
,
I
'm
not
going
to
win
any
races
on
this
leg
.
"
Cedric
took
a
few
paces
nearer
to
the
Stunned
spider
,
away
from
the
cup
,
shaking
his
head
.
