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Harry
felt
a
huge
jolt
of
excitement
.
He
had
seen
the
Snitch
--
it
was
shimmering
at
the
foot
of
one
of
the
Gryffindor
goal
posts
--
but
he
must
n't
catch
it
yet
--
and
if
Malfoy
saw
it
--
Faking
a
look
of
sudden
concentration
,
Harry
pulled
his
Firebolt
around
and
sped
off
toward
the
Slytherin
end
--
it
worked
.
Malfoy
went
haring
after
him
,
clearly
thinking
Harry
had
seen
the
Snitch
there
...
WHOOSH
.
One
of
the
Bludgers
came
streaking
past
Harry
's
right
ear
,
hit
by
the
gigantic
Slytherin
Beater
,
Derrick
.
Then
again
...
WHOOSH
.
The
second
Bludger
grazed
Harry
's
elbow
.
The
other
Beater
,
Bole
,
was
closing
in
.
Harry
had
a
fleeting
glimpse
of
Bole
and
Derrick
zooming
toward
him
,
clubs
raised
--
He
turned
the
Firebolt
upward
at
the
last
second
,
and
Bole
and
Derrick
collided
with
a
sickening
crunch
.
"
Ha
haaa
!
"
yelled
Lee
Jordan
as
the
Slytherin
Beaters
lurched
away
from
each
other
,
clutching
their
heads
.
"
Too
bad
,
boys
!
You
'll
need
to
get
up
earlier
than
that
to
beat
a
Firebolt
!
And
it
's
Gryffindor
in
possession
again
,
as
Johnson
takes
the
Quaffle
--
Flint
alongside
her
--
poke
him
in
the
eye
,
Angelina
!
--
it
was
a
joke
,
Professor
,
it
was
a
joke
--
oh
no
--
Flint
in
possession
,
Flint
flying
toward
the
Gryffindor
goal
posts
,
come
on
now
,
Wood
,
save
--
!
"
But
Flint
had
scored
;
there
was
an
eruption
of
cheers
from
the
Slytherin
end
,
and
Lee
swore
so
badly
that
Professor
McGonagall
tried
to
tug
the
magical
megaphone
away
from
him
.
