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She
gave
the
edge
of
the
box
another
frightened
look
and
hid
her
eyes
completely
again
.
Harry
turned
back
to
the
others
.
"
So
that
's
a
house-elf
?
"
Ron
muttered
.
"
Weird
things
,
are
n't
they
?
"
"
Dobby
was
weirder
,
"
said
Harry
fervently
.
Ron
pulled
out
his
Omnioculars
and
started
testing
them
,
staring
down
into
the
crowd
on
the
other
side
of
the
stadium
.
"
Wild
!
"
he
said
,
twiddling
the
replay
knob
on
the
side
.
I
can
make
that
old
bloke
down
there
pick
his
nose
again
...
and
again
...
and
again
...
"
Hermione
,
meanwhile
,
was
skimming
eagerly
through
her
velvetcovered
,
tasseled
program
.
"
'
A
display
from
the
team
mascots
will
precede
the
match
,
"
'
she
read
aloud
.
"
Oh
that
's
always
worth
watching
,
"
said
Mr.
Weasley
.
"
National
teams
bring
creatures
from
their
native
land
,
you
know
,
to
put
on
a
bit
of
a
show
.
"
The
box
filled
gradually
around
them
over
the
next
half
hour
.
Mr.
Weasley
kept
shaking
hands
with
people
who
were
obviously
very
important
wizards
.
Percy
jumped
to
his
feet
so
often
that
he
looked
as
though
he
were
trying
to
sit
on
a
hedgehog
.
When
Cornelius
Fudge
,
the
Minister
of
Magic
himself
,
arrived
,
Percy
bowed
so
low
that
his
glasses
fell
off
and
shattered
.
Highly
embarrassed
,
he
repaired
them
with
his
wand
and
thereafter
remained
in
his
seat
,
throwing
jealous
looks
at
Harry
,
whom
Cornelius
Fudge
had
greeted
like
an
old
friend
.
They
had
met
before
,
and
Fudge
shook
Harry
's
hand
in
a
fatherly
fashion
,
asked
how
he
was
,
and
introduced
him
to
the
wizards
on
either
side
of
him
.
