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"
Of
course
,
Coote
is
n't
really
the
usual
build
for
a
Beater
,
"
said
Zacharias
loftily
,
"
they
've
generally
got
a
bit
more
muscle
--
"
"
Hit
a
Bludger
at
him
!
"
Harry
called
to
Coote
as
he
zoomed
past
,
but
Coote
,
grinning
broadly
,
chose
to
aim
the
next
Bludger
at
Harper
instead
,
who
was
just
passing
Harry
in
the
opposite
direction
.
Harry
was
pleased
to
hear
the
dull
thunk
that
meant
the
Bludger
had
found
its
mark
.
It
seemed
as
though
Gryffindor
could
do
no
wrong
.
Again
and
again
they
scored
,
and
again
and
again
,
at
the
other
end
of
the
pitch
,
Ron
saved
goals
with
apparent
ease
.
He
was
actually
smiling
now
,
and
when
the
crowd
greeted
a
particularly
good
save
with
a
rousing
chorus
of
the
old
favorite
"
Weasley
Is
Our
King
,
"
he
pretended
to
conduct
them
from
on
high
.
"
Thinks
he
's
something
special
today
,
does
n't
he
?
"
said
a
snide
voice
,
and
Harry
was
nearly
knocked
off
his
broom
as
Harper
collided
with
him
hard
and
deliberately
.
"
Your
blood-traitor
pal
...
"
Madam
Hooch
's
back
was
turned
,
and
though
Gryffindors
below
shouted
in
anger
,
by
the
time
she
looked
around
,
Harper
had
already
sped
off
.
His
shoulder
aching
,
Harry
raced
after
him
,
determined
to
ram
him
back
...
"
And
I
think
Harper
of
Slytherin
's
seen
the
Snitch
!
"
said
Zacharias
Smith
through
his
megaphone
.
"
Yes
,
he
's
certainly
seen
something
Potter
has
n't
!
"
Smith
really
was
an
idiot
,
thought
Harry
,
had
n't
he
noticed
them
collide
?
But
next
moment
,
his
stomach
seemed
to
drop
out
of
the
sky
--
Smith
was
right
and
Harry
was
wrong
:
Harper
had
not
sped
upward
at
random
;
he
had
spotted
what
Harry
had
not
:
the
Snitch
was
speeding
along
high
above
them
,
glinting
brightly
against
the
clear
blue
sky
.
Harry
accelerated
;
the
wind
was
whistling
in
his
ears
so
that
it
drowned
all
sound
of
Smith
's
commentary
or
the
crowd
,
but
Harper
was
still
ahead
of
him
,
and
Gryffindor
was
only
a
hundred
points
up
;
if
Harper
got
there
first
Gryffindor
had
lost
...
and
now
Harper
was
feet
from
it
,
his
hand
outstretched
...
"
Oi
,
Harper
!
"
yelled
Harry
in
desperation
.
"
How
much
did
Malfoy
pay
you
to
come
on
instead
of
him
?
"
