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"
Got
a
little
job
fer
me
over
the
summer
,
"
said
Hagrid
.
"
Secret
,
though
.
I
'm
not
s
'
pposed
ter
talk
abou
'
it
,
no
,
not
even
ter
you
lot
.
Olympe
-
Madame
Maxime
ter
you
-
might
be
comin
'
with
me
.
I
think
she
will
.
Think
I
got
her
persuaded
.
"
"
Is
it
to
do
with
Voldemort
?
"
Hagrid
flinched
at
the
sound
of
the
name
.
"
Migh
'
be
,
"
he
said
evasively
.
"
Now
...
who
'd
like
ter
come
an
'
visit
the
las
'
skrewt
with
me
?
I
was
jokin
'
-
jokin
'
!
"
he
added
hastily
,
seeing
the
looks
on
their
faces
.
It
was
with
a
heavy
heart
that
Harry
packed
his
trunk
up
in
the
dormitory
on
the
night
before
his
return
to
Privet
Drive
.
He
was
dreading
the
Leaving
Feast
,
which
was
usually
a
cause
for
celebration
,
when
the
winner
of
the
Inter-House
Championship
would
be
announced
.
He
had
avoided
being
in
the
Great
Hall
when
it
was
full
ever
since
he
had
left
the
hospital
wing
,
preferring
to
eat
when
it
was
nearly
empty
to
avoid
the
stares
of
his
fellow
students
.
When
he
,
Ron
,
and
Hermione
entered
the
Hall
,
they
saw
at
once
that
the
usual
decorations
were
missing
.
The
Great
Hall
was
normally
decorated
with
the
winning
House
's
colors
for
the
Leaving
Feast
.
Tonight
,
however
,
there
were
black
drapes
on
the
wall
behind
the
teachers
'
table
.
Harry
knew
instantly
that
they
were
there
as
a
mark
of
respect
to
Cedric
.
The
real
Mad-Eye
Moody
was
at
the
staff
table
now
,
his
wooden
leg
and
his
magical
eye
back
in
place
.
He
was
extremely
twitchy
,
jumping
every
time
someone
spoke
to
him
.
Harry
could
n't
blame
him
;
Moody
's
fear
of
attack
was
bound
to
have
been
increased
by
his
ten-month
imprisonment
in
his
own
trunk
.
Professor
Karkaroff
's
chair
was
empty
.
Harry
wondered
,
as
he
sat
down
with
the
other
Gryffindors
,
where
Karkaroff
was
now
,
and
whether
Voldemort
had
caught
up
with
him
.
Madame
Maxime
was
still
there
.
She
was
sitting
next
to
Hagrid
.
They
were
talking
quietly
together
.
Further
along
the
table
,
sitting
next
to
Professor
McGonagall
,
was
Snape
.
His
eyes
lingered
on
Harry
for
a
moment
as
Harry
looked
at
him
.
His
expression
was
difficult
to
read
.
He
looked
as
sour
and
unpleasant
as
ever
.
Harry
continued
to
watch
him
,
long
after
Snape
had
looked
away
.
What
was
it
that
Snape
had
done
on
Dumbledores
orders
,
the
night
that
Voldemort
had
returned
?
And
why
...
why
...
was
Dumbledore
so
convinced
that
Snape
was
truly
on
their
side
?
He
had
been
their
spy
,
Dumbledore
had
said
so
in
the
Pensieve
.
Snape
had
turned
spy
against
Voldemort
,
"
at
great
personal
risk
.
"
Was
that
the
job
he
had
taken
up
again
?
Had
he
made
contact
with
the
Death
Eaters
,
perhaps
?
Pretended
that
he
had
never
really
gone
over
to
Dumbledore
,
that
he
had
been
,
like
Voldemort
himself
,
biding
his
time
?
