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Cedric
looked
down
at
the
Triwizard
Cup
and
then
up
at
Harry
.
"
Did
anyone
tell
you
the
cup
was
a
Portkey
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Nope
,
"
said
Harry
.
He
was
looking
around
the
graveyard
.
It
was
completely
silent
and
slightly
eerie
.
"
Is
this
supposed
to
be
part
of
the
task
?
"
"
I
dunno
,
"
said
Cedric
.
He
sounded
slightly
nervous
.
"
Wands
out
,
d'you
reckon
?
"
"
Yeah
,
"
said
Harry
,
glad
that
Cedric
had
made
the
suggestion
rather
than
him
.
They
pulled
out
their
wands
.
Harry
kept
looking
around
him
.
He
had
,
yet
again
,
the
strange
feeling
that
they
were
being
watched
.
"
Someone
's
coming
,
"
he
said
suddenly
.
Squinting
tensely
through
the
darkness
,
they
watched
the
figure
drawing
nearer
,
walking
steadily
toward
them
between
the
graves
.
Harry
could
n't
make
out
a
face
,
but
from
the
way
it
was
walking
and
holding
its
arms
,
he
could
tell
that
it
was
carrying
something
.
Whoever
it
was
,
he
was
short
,
and
wearing
a
hooded
cloak
pulled
up
over
his
head
to
obscure
his
face
.
And
-
several
paces
nearer
,
the
gap
between
them
closing
all
the
time
-
Harry
saw
that
the
thing
in
the
persons
arms
looked
like
a
baby
...
or
was
it
merely
a
bundle
of
robes
?
Harry
lowered
his
wand
slightly
and
glanced
sideways
at
Cedric
.
Cedric
shot
him
a
quizzical
look
.
They
both
turned
back
to
watch
the
approaching
figure
.
