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"
Dunno
what
Harry
thinks
he
's
doing
,
"
Hagrid
mumbled
.
He
stared
through
his
binoculars
.
"
If
I
didn
'
know
better
,
I
'd
say
he
'd
lost
control
of
his
broom
...
but
he
ca
n't
have
...
"
Suddenly
,
people
were
pointing
up
at
Harry
all
over
the
stands
.
His
broom
had
started
to
roll
over
and
over
,
with
him
only
just
managing
to
hold
on
.
Then
the
whole
crowd
gasped
.
Harry
's
broom
had
given
a
wild
jerk
and
Harry
swung
off
it
.
He
was
now
dangling
from
it
,
holding
on
with
only
one
hand
.
"
Did
something
happen
to
it
when
Flint
blocked
him
?
"
Seamus
whispered
.
"
Ca
n't
have
,
"
Hagrid
said
,
his
voice
shaking
.
"
Ca
n't
nothing
interfere
with
a
broomstick
except
powerful
Dark
magic
--
no
kid
could
do
that
to
a
Nimbus
Two
Thousand
.
"
At
these
words
,
Hermione
seized
Hagrid
's
binoculars
,
but
instead
of
looking
up
at
Harry
,
she
started
looking
frantically
at
the
crowd
.
"
What
are
you
doing
?
"
moaned
Ron
,
gray-faced
.
"
I
knew
it
,
"
Hermione
gasped
,
"
Snape
--
look
.
"
Ron
grabbed
the
binoculars
.
Snape
was
in
the
middle
of
the
stands
opposite
them
.
He
had
his
eyes
fixed
on
Harry
and
was
muttering
nonstop
under
his
breath
.
"
He
's
doing
something
--
jinxing
the
broom
,
"
said
Hermione
.
"
What
should
we
do
?
"
