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"If I hand it in, I'll have to say where I got it! Filch would know Fred and George had nicked it!"
Lupin made a sudden motion with his arm as though to grip Harry's shoulder, but thought better of it. There was a moment's Silence, then --
"I know," said Harry, "but McGonagall still wants to strip it down --"
"Do watch where you're going, Potter!"
"Hagrid, what is it?" said Hermione, aghast.
"Anyway, we know it by heart," said George. "We bequeath it to you. We don't really need it anymore."
"I'll take it!" said Ron eagerly. "I've got to give Scabbers his rat tonic."
On Christmas morning, Harry was woken by Ron throwing his pillow at him.
"Yes, but he said we were really behind he wouldn't listen --"
"Don't get excited, Oliver," said Harry gloomily. "I haven't got it anymore. It was confiscated." And he explained all about how the Firebolt was now being checked for jinxes.
Harry raised his head very slightly off his arms to free his other ear,
Harry didn't have time to fathom the mystery of Hermione's impossible schedule at the moment; he really needed to get on with Snape's essay. Two seconds later, however, he was interrupted again, this time by Wood.
At last, after many more assurances of help, with a steaming mug of tea in front of him, Hagrid blew his nose on a handkerchief the size of a tablecloth and said, "Yer right. I can' afford to go ter pieces. Gotta pull meself together.....
The team changed into their scarlet robes and waited for Wood's usual pre-match pep talk, but it didn't come. He tried to speak several times, made an odd gulping noise, then shook his head hopelessly and beckoned them to follow him.