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"
I
thought
you
'd
get
that
,
well
done
,
"
she
called
over
,
pointing
at
the
Captains
badge
on
Harry
's
chest
.
"
Tell
me
when
you
call
trials
!
"
"
Do
n't
be
stupid
,
"
said
Harry
,
"
you
do
n't
need
to
try
out
,
I
watched
you
play
for
five
years
...
"
"
You
must
n't
start
off
like
that
,
"
she
said
warningly
.
"
For
all
you
know
,
there
's
someone
much
better
than
me
out
there
.
Good
teams
have
been
ruined
before
now
because
Captains
just
kept
playing
the
old
faces
,
or
letting
in
their
friends
...
.
"
Ron
looked
a
little
uncomfortable
and
began
playing
with
the
Fanged
Frisbee
Hermione
had
taken
from
the
fourth-year
student
.
It
zoomed
around
the
common
room
,
snarling
and
attempting
to
take
bites
of
the
tapestry
.
Crookshanks
's
yellow
eyes
followed
it
and
he
hissed
when
it
came
too
close
.
An
hour
later
they
reluctantly
left
the
sunlit
common
room
for
the
Defense
Against
the
Dark
Arts
classroom
four
floors
below
.
Hermione
was
already
queuing
outside
,
carrying
an
armful
of
heavy
books
and
looking
put-upon
.
"
We
got
so
much
homework
for
Runes
,
"
she
said
anxiously
when
Harry
and
Ron
joined
her
.
"
A
fifteen-inch
essay
,
two
translations
,
and
I
've
got
to
read
these
by
Wednesday
!
"
"
Shame
,
"
yawned
Ron
.
"
You
wait
,
"
she
said
resentfully
.
"
I
bet
Snape
gives
us
loads
.
"
The
classroom
door
opened
as
she
spoke
,
and
Snape
stepped
into
the
corridor
,
his
sallow
face
framed
as
ever
by
two
curtains
of
greasy
black
hair
.
Silence
fell
over
the
queue
immediately
.
