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| | Harry Potter 4-Harry Potter and the goblet of fire (19th Dec 22 at 1:48am UTC) | | "I warned you." There was a deep, laughing voice, and everyone turned to see Professor Dumbledore coming in from the outside. He looked at Fred and George and smiled. I suggest you both go to Mrs. Pomfrey. She's already looking after Miss Ferkoff of Vivencaro and Mr. Himasi of Khafbaf, both of whom have decided to age a little, though I'd say neither of their beards are as good as yours. Lee Jordan, laughing his head off, went to the hospital with Fred and George, while Harry, Ron, and Hogan giggled their way to breakfast. The decor in the lobby has been changed in the morning. Since it was Halloween, a large group of bats fluttered around the charming canopy, and hundreds of carved pumpkins peeped from all corners. Harry walked over to Deeth and Seamus. The two were talking about students at Hogwarts who are over the age of 18 and are likely to compete. "Rumor has it that Warrington got up early in the morning to throw his name in," Deeth told Harry. "It's the big guy from Slytherin who looks like a sloth." Harry had fought Warrington in Quidditch. He shook his head in disgust. "People can't have one from Slytherin." "All the Hef Buffs are talking about Diggory," said Seamus scornfully. But I don't think he has the guts to risk his gigolo. "Listen!" Hermione said suddenly. The people in the population hall are cheering. They're all circling their chairs, Angel. Leena walked into the hall, grinning awkwardly. Angel. Leena, the tall, dark pursuer of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, walked over to their side and sat down. "Okay,Beverage packing machine, that's done. I just put the name over!" "You're kidding!" Ron was surprised. So you're 17? Asked Harry. That's crap. She didn't grow a beard, did she? Said Ron. I had my birthday last week. Angel. Leena said. "Well, I'm glad someone at Gryffindor has signed up," said Hermione. "I wish you were chosen, Angelina." "Thank you, Hermione." Angel. Leena smiled at her. Yes, you're better than that gold fly, Bigley. This remark of Seamus's provoked a great frown on him from several of the students of Khafbaf who passed by their table. Ron asked Harry and Hermione, "Let's finish breakfast and leave the hall.". What are you doing today? "We haven't visited Hagrid yet." Said Harry. Fine Said Ron. "Just as long as he doesn't ask me to donate a few fingers to those Scuses." Hermione's face suddenly lit up. I just realized I haven't asked Hagrid to join the s. P. E. W yet! She said happily, PET blow moulding machine ,liquid bottle filling machine, "Wait for me, will you?"? I hurried upstairs to get the badge box. As Hermione ran up the marble steps, Ron said angrily, "What does she look like?" "Hey, Ron," Harry said suddenly. "That's your friend.." Those Bill Betton students came through the front door from the outside. The Vera girl was among them. The people around the burning goblet gave them a way out, and they watched eagerly. Mrs. Maxim followed her students into the hall. She lined up the students in single file. Then, one by one, they stepped into the age circle and threw the parchment into the blue and white flames. As soon as each name entered the forest, the cup fire turned red and sparkled. What do you think will happen to those who are not chosen? As the Vera girl threw her name into the fire, Ron whispered to Harry, "Are they going back to school or staying to watch the game?" "I don't know." Harry said, "I guess I'll stay." Isn't Mrs. Maxim going to stay and be the judge? After all the Bill Betton students had signed up, Mrs. Maxim led them out of the hall and into the field again. Ron moved toward the front door and stared at them. Where do they sleep? He asked. A rattle behind them showed that Hermione had come out with the box of s. P. E. W badges. Oh, come on, hurry up. Ron said as he jumped down the stone steps. He was still staring at the back of the Vera girl, who was now walking with Madame Maxim across the lawn.
They were near Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The secret of Bill Betton's encampment has been revealed. The huge pink and blue carriage that had brought them was parked 200 yards from the front door of Hagrid's hut. The students are getting on the bus. Giant flying horses pulling carts graze in a makeshift paddock on the side. When Harry knocked on Hagrid's door, Frank answered. He opened the door to see who was knocking, and when he saw it was them, he said, "I thought you guys forgot where I live!" "Hagrid, we're really busy." As soon as Hermione opened his mouth, he stopped. She looked up at Hagrid and couldn't say a word. Hagrid was wearing his best (and terrible) furry brown coat and a yellow and orange plaid tie. That's not too bad. The bad thing is that he's obviously rubbing his head with a lot of what looks like axle grease in an attempt to straighten out his hair. Maybe he's tried Zabeel's ponytail, but it's too much hair to do it, and then he ties it in two strands and hangs it straight down. This look doesn't suit Hagrid at all. Hermione giggled at him for a long moment. Then, trying not to say anything about it, he asked, "Hey, where's Skuse?" "Near the pumpkin patch," Hagrid said cheerfully. "They're getting bigger and bigger. They're about six feet long now. The only trouble is they start slaughtering each other. "Oh, my God, really?" Hermione said,PET bottle Mold, giving Ron the eye and telling him not to say anything about it. "Yes," Hagrid said sadly. "But it doesn't matter. Now I put them in separate boxes.". There are about 20 of them. "Oh, I'm lucky." Said Ron. Hagrid didn't recognize his voice. gzxilinear.com | |
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