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Wood had obviously got the message. Madam Hooch's whistle rang out and Harry, Fred, and George dived for the ground, still trying to avoid the mad Bludger.
With a roar from the crowd to speed them upward, the fourteen players rose toward the leaden sky. Harry flew higher than any of them, squinting around for the Snitch.
"Positive," said Hermione, shifting Scabbers the rat so that she could sit down on the end of Ron's four-poster. "If we're going to do it, I say it should be tonight."
Harry showed her Goyle's hair.
"Kill this time ... let me rip ... tear. . ."
"Three - two - one - go!" he shouted.
"When I've had a look," said Malfoy, waving the diary tauntingly at Harry.
He looked up at Justin, grinning, expecting to see Justin looking
Harry and Ron went to look. Moaning Myrtle was floating above the tank of the toilet, picking a spot on her chin.
Harry and Hermione were all for it, so at eight o'clock that
Harry smiled feebly. Deliberately causing mayhem in Snape's Potions class was about as safe as poking a sleeping dragon in the eye.
Ron looked up at Hermione, disgusted.
He scrawled an enormous loopy signature on the note and handed it back to Hermione.
"Scared?" muttered Malfoy, so that Lockhart couldn't hear him.