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"Filthy, stinkin' turncoat!" Hagrid said, so loudly that half the bar went quiet.
Lupin drank a little more butterbeer, then said, "It's the fate that awaits Sirius Black. It was in the Daily Prophet this morning. The Ministry have given the dementors permission to perform it if they find him."
"-- two rolls of parchment!"
"Oh, are we?" said George.
He turned, intending to head back toward the middle of the field, but at that moment, another flash of lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry saw something that distracted him completely , the silhouette of an enormous shaggy black dog, clearly imprinted against the sky, motionless in the topmost, empty row of seats.
A shrill voice was laughing, the woman was screaming, and Harry knew no more.
"You heard James?" said Lupin in a strange voice.
"Please, sir," said Hermione, whose hand was still in the air, "the werewolf differs from the true wolf in several small ways. The snout of the werewolf --"
Harry's eyes snapped open. He was lying in the hospital wing. The Gryffindor Quidditch team, spattered with mud from head to foot, was gathered around his bed. Ron and Hermione were also there, looking as though they'd just climbed out of a swimming pool.
"What are you doing?" Filch snarled suspiciously.
Wood looked as though he could have kissed her.
Professor Trelawney gave Professor McGonagall a very cold look.
"Diggory got the Snitch," said George. "Just after you fell. He didn't realize what had happened. When he looked back and saw you on the ground, he tried to call it off. Wanted a rematch. But they won fair and square... even Wood admits it."
"Look," said Ron, obviously casting around for a change of subject, "it's the holidays! It's nearly Christmas! Let's -- let's go down and see Hagrid. We haven't visited him for ages!"
"Well... who'd send Harry something as expensive as that, and not even tell him they'd sent it?" said Hermione.