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"
What
's
happening
at
Hogwarts
,
Dad
?
"
said
Fred
at
once
.
"
What
were
they
talking
about
?
"
"
You
'll
find
out
soon
enough
,
"
said
Mr.
Weasley
,
smiling
.
"
It
's
classified
information
,
until
such
time
as
the
Ministry
decides
to
release
it
,
"
said
Percy
stiffly
.
"
Mr.
Crouch
was
quite
right
not
to
disclose
it
.
"
"
Oh
shut
up
,
Weatherby
,
"
said
Fred
.
A
sense
of
excitement
rose
like
a
palpable
cloud
over
the
campsite
as
the
afternoon
wore
on
.
By
dusk
,
the
still
summer
air
itself
seemed
to
be
quivering
with
anticipation
,
and
as
darkness
spread
like
a
curtain
over
the
thousands
of
waiting
wizards
,
the
last
vestiges
of
pretence
disappeared
:
the
Ministry
seemed
to
have
bowed
to
the
inevitable
and
stopped
fighting
the
signs
of
blatant
magic
now
breaking
out
everywhere
.
Salesmen
were
Apparating
every
few
feet
,
carrying
trays
and
pushing
carts
full
of
extraordinary
merchandise
.
There
were
luminous
rosettes
-
green
for
Ireland
,
red
for
Bulgaria
-
which
were
squealing
the
names
of
the
players
,
pointed
green
hats
bedecked
with
dancing
shamrocks
,
Bulgarian
scarves
adorned
with
lions
that
really
roared
,
flags
from
both
countries
that
played
their
national
anthems
as
they
were
waved
;
there
were
tiny
models
of
Firebolts
that
really
flew
,
and
collectible
figures
of
famous
players
,
which
strolled
across
the
palm
of
your
hand
,
preening
themselves
.
"
Been
saving
my
pocket
money
all
summer
for
this
,
"
Ron
told
Harry
as
they
and
Hermione
strolled
through
the
salesmen
,
buying
souvenirs
.
Though
Ron
purchased
a
dancing
shamrock
hat
and
a
large
green
rosette
,
he
also
bought
a
small
figure
of
Viktor
Krum
,
the
Bulgarian
Seeker
.
The
miniature
Krum
walked
backward
and
forward
over
Ron
's
hand
,
scowling
up
at
the
green
rosette
above
him
.
"
Wow
,
look
at
these
!
"
said
Harry
,
hurrying
over
to
a
cart
piled
high
with
what
looked
like
brass
binoculars
,
except
that
they
were
covered
with
all
sorts
of
weird
knobs
and
dials
.
"
Omnioculars
,
"
said
the
saleswizard
eagerly
.
"
You
can
replay
action
...
slow
everything
down
.
.
