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"
Oh
,
shut
up
,
"
Harry
yawned
.
He
revived
a
bit
over
a
large
bowl
of
porridge
,
and
by
the
time
he
'd
started
on
toast
,
the
rest
of
the
team
had
turned
up
.
"
It
's
going
to
be
a
tough
one
,
"
said
Wood
,
who
was
n't
eating
anything
.
"
Stop
worrying
,
Oliver
,
"
said
Alicia
soothingly
,
"
we
do
n't
mind
a
bit
of
rain
.
"
But
it
was
considerably
more
than
a
bit
of
rain
.
Such
was
the
popularity
of
Quidditch
that
the
whole
school
turned
out
to
watch
the
match
as
usual
,
but
they
ran
down
the
lawns
toward
the
Quidditch
field
,
heads
bowed
against
the
ferocious
wind
,
umbrellas
being
whipped
out
of
their
hands
as
they
went
.
just
before
he
entered
the
locker
room
,
Harry
saw
Malfoy
,
Crabbe
,
and
Goyle
,
laughing
and
pointing
at
him
from
under
an
enormous
umbrella
on
their
way
to
the
stadium
.
The
team
changed
into
their
scarlet
robes
and
waited
for
Wood
's
usual
pre-match
pep
talk
,
but
it
did
n't
come
.
He
tried
to
speak
several
times
,
made
an
odd
gulping
noise
,
then
shook
his
head
hopelessly
and
beckoned
them
to
follow
him
.
The
wind
was
so
strong
that
they
staggered
sideways
as
they
walked
out
onto
the
field
.
If
the
crowd
was
cheering
,
they
could
n't
hear
it
over
the
fresh
rolls
of
thunder
.
Rain
was
splattering
over
Harry
's
glasses
.
How
on
earth
was
he
going
to
see
the
Snitch
in
this
?
The
Hufflepuffs
were
approaching
from
the
opposite
side
of
the
field
,
wearing
canary-yellow
robes
.
The
Captains
walked
up
to
each
other
and
shook
hands
;
Diggory
smiled
at
Wood
but
Wood
now
looked
as
though
he
had
lockjaw
and
merely
nodded
.
Harry
saw
Madam
Hooch
's
mouth
form
the
words
,
"
Mount
Your
brooms
.
"
He
pulled
his
right
foot
out
of
the
mud
with
a
squelch
and
swung
it
over
his
Nimbus
Two
Thousand
.
Madam
Hooch
put
her
whistle
to
her
lips
and
gave
it
a
blast
that
sounded
shrill
and
distant
--
they
were
off
.
Harry
rose
fast
,
but
his
Nimbus
was
swerving
slightly
with
the
wind
.
He
held
it
as
steady
as
he
could
and
turned
,
squinting
into
the
rain
.
