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"I am delighted that Gryffindor won the match, but this is getting ridiculous! Percy, I expected better of you!"
Black stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred.
"Yeah, there's a burn on this table," said Ron, pointing. "Someone's spilled their candle."
"She says I've got all the makings of a true Seer," she informed Harry and Ron. "I saw loads of stuff... Well, good luck!"
Professor McGonagall was back. She slammed the portrait behind her as she entered the common room and stared furiously around.
He pulled out of his dive, his hand in the air, and the stadium exploded. Harry soared above the crowd, an odd ringing in his ears. The tiny golden ball was held tight in his fist, beating its wings hopelessly against his fingers.
Harry's brain seemed to be sagging under the weight of what he was hearing. It was absurd... and yet...
"Hermione, listen to me, please'" Lupin shouted. "I can explain --"
"Do you think I could have a look at the rat?" he said evenly.
Harry sneaked along the path, where a particularly sloppy puddle yielded some foul-smelling, green sludge.
"You -- you tap it and say, 'Dissendium,'" said Harry. "But --"
Hermione looked rather flattered.
They scattered as the Firebolt zoomed toward them; Angelina's Way was clear.
"How did you get this?" Lupin asked Black, thunderstruck.
"He's here, Sirius," said Lupin heavily. "He's teaching here as well." He looked up at Harry, Ron, and Hermione.