The suits of armor were suddenly gleaming and
moving without squeaking, and Argus Filch, the caretaker, was behaving
so ferociously to any students who forgot to wipe their
shoes that he terrified a pair of first-year girls into hysterics.
a small domesticated mammal with a flexible, elongated body
His wand was out and it was pointing right at a
pure white ferret, which was shivering on the stone-flagged floor,
exactly where Malfoy had been standing.
His preoccupation lasted all the way across the sodden vegetable
patch until they arrived in greenhouse three, but here he was distracted
by Professor Sprout showing the class the ugliest plants
Harry had ever seen.
Fred and George set off for the hospital wing, accompanied by
Lee, who was howling with laughter, and Harry, Ron, and
Hermione, also chortling, went in to breakfast.
a competition in which contestants play a series of games
A few seats
along, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were discussing magical methods
of aging themselves and bluffing their way into the Triwizard
Tournament.
“I don’t think so!” roared Moody, pointing his wand at the ferret
again — it flew ten feet into the air, fell with a smack to the floor,
and then bounced upward once more.
Something large, much larger than a broomstick — or, indeed,
a hundred broomsticks — was hurtling across the deep blue sky toward
the castle, growing larger all the time.
“Your dad’s in the paper, Weasley!” said Malfoy, brandishing a
copy of the Daily Prophet and speaking very loudly, so that everyone
in the packed entrance hall could hear.
sturdy carnivorous burrowing mammal with strong claws
Enormous silk banners hung from the walls, each
of them representing a Hogwarts House: red with a gold lion for
Gryffindor, blue with a bronze eagle for Ravenclaw, yellow with a
black badger for Hufflepuff, and green with a silver serpent for
Slytherin.
Moody took out a register, shook his long mane of grizzled gray
hair out of his twisted and scarred face, and began to call out
names, his normal eye moving steadily down the list while his magical
eye swiveled around, fixing upon each student as he or she
answered.
Except, of course, for that time at the end of last term, when she
had made the prediction about Voldemort rising again . . . and
Dumbledore himself had said that he thought that trance had been
genuine, when Harry had described it to him.
unpleasantly and excessively suave or ingratiating
Karkaroff had a fruity, unctuous voice; when he stepped into the
light pouring from the front doors of the castle they saw that he
was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short,
and his goatee (finishing in a small curl) did not entirely hide his
rather weak chin.
Then, checking that Fred and
George were safely immersed in further discussions about the Triwizard
Tournament, Harry read out Sirius’s letter in a whisper to
Ron and Hermione.
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They ended up having lunch with Hagrid, though they didn’t
eat much — Hagrid had made what he said was a beef casserole,
but after Hermione unearthed a large talon in hers, she, Harry, and
Ron rather lost their appetites.
Recently under fire for its poor
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crowd control at the Quidditch World Cup, and
still unable to account for the disappearance of one
of its witches, the Ministry was plunged into fresh
embarrassment yesterday by the antics of Arnold
Weasley, of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.”
Moody took out a register, shook his long mane of grizzled gray
hair out of his twisted and scarred face, and began to call out
names, his normal eye moving steadily down the list while his magical
eye swiveled around, fixing upon each student as he or she
answered.
“You
said — to use it against another human was —”
“Dumbledore wants you taught what it feels like,” said Moody,
his magical eye swiveling onto Hermione and fixing her with an
eerie, unblinking stare.
move or arrange oneself in a comfortable and cozy position
Hundreds upon hundreds of owls of
every breed imaginable were nestled here on perches that rose right
up to the top of the tower, nearly all of them asleep, though here
and there a round amber eye glared at Harry.
Insisting that he needed to sleep, and almost flattening
the little Creevey brothers as they attempted to waylay him at the
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foot of the stairs, Harry managed to shake everyone off and climb
up to the dormitory as fast as he could.
His preoccupation lasted all the way across the sodden vegetable
patch until they arrived in greenhouse three, but here he was distracted
by Professor Sprout showing the class the ugliest plants
Harry had ever seen.
His preoccupation lasted all the way across the sodden vegetable
patch until they arrived in greenhouse three, but here he was distracted
by Professor Sprout showing the class the ugliest plants
Harry had ever seen.
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They ended up having lunch with Hagrid, though they didn’t
eat much — Hagrid had made what he said was a beef casserole,
but after Hermione unearthed a large talon in hers, she, Harry, and
Ron rather lost their appetites.
the work of a person authorized to conduct religious worship
FURTHER MISTAKES AT THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC
It seems as though the Ministry of Magic’s troubles
are not yet at an end, writes Rita Skeeter, Special
Correspondent.
Recently under fire for its poor
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crowd control at the Quidditch World Cup, and
still unable to account for the disappearance of one
of its witches, the Ministry was plunged into fresh
embarrassment yesterday by the antics of Arnold
Weasley, of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.”
Several people screamed — Harry felt something white-hot
graze the side of his face — he plunged his hand into his robes for
his wand, but before he’d even touched it, he heard a second loud
BANG, and a roar that echoed through the entrance hall.
Fred and George had been gone ten minutes or so when the portrait
hole opened and Hermione climbed into the common room
carrying a sheaf of parchment in one hand and a box whose contents
rattled as she walked in the other.
walk heavily and firmly, as when weary, or through mud
Without so much as a backward glance at his cabin, Hagrid was
trudging off up the grounds with Madame Maxime, the Beauxbatons
students following in their wake, jogging to keep up with
their enormous strides.
An hour later, they had made
very little progress, though their table was littered with bits of
parchment bearing sums and symbols, and Harry’s brain was as
fogged as though it had been filled with the fumes from Professor
Trelawney’s fire.
a demonstration of approval by clapping the hands together
Dumbledore started to clap; the students, following his lead,
broke into applause too, many of them standing on tiptoe, the better
to look at this woman.
a slight or superficial understanding of a subject
But first, let me introduce, for those who do not know them,
Mr. Bartemius Crouch, Head of the Department of International
Magical Cooperation” — there was a smattering of polite applause
— “and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of
Magical Games and Sports.”
Next thing he knew, he
was being wrenched inside the common room by about a dozen
pairs of hands, and was facing the whole of Gryffindor House, all
of whom were screaming, applauding, and whistling.
long strip of cloth or paper for decoration or advertising
Enormous silk banners hung from the walls, each
of them representing a Hogwarts House: red with a gold lion for
Gryffindor, blue with a bronze eagle for Ravenclaw, yellow with a
black badger for Hufflepuff, and green with a silver serpent for
Slytherin.
It had a strangely skeletal look about it, as though
it were a resurrected wreck, and the dim, misty lights shimmering
at its portholes looked like ghostly eyes.
When they arrived in the entrance hall, they found themselves
unable to proceed owing to the large crowd of students congregated
there, all milling around a large sign that had been erected at
the foot of the marble staircase.
A very thin woman with enormous glasses that made her eyes
appear far too large for her face, Professor Trelawney was peering
down at Harry with the tragic expression she always wore whenever
she saw him.
Half an hour later, each of them had been given a complicated
circular chart, and was attempting to fill in the position of the
planets at their moment of birth.
(physics) a movement up and down or back and forth
Professor McGonagall stared anxiously after them for a few moments,
then waved her wand at her fallen books, causing them to
soar up into the air and back into her arms.
Half an hour later, each of them had been given a complicated
circular chart, and was attempting to fill in the position of the
planets at their moment of birth.
“Well, the Heads of the participating schools are always on the
panel,” said Hermione, and everyone looked around at her, rather
surprised, “because all three of them were injured during the Tournament
of 1792, when a cockatrice the champions were supposed
to be catching went on the rampage.”
A boy in pale blue robes jumped down from the carriage, bent
forward, fumbled for a moment with something on the carriage
floor, and unfolded a set of golden steps.
As the gigantic black shape
skimmed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest and the lights
shining from the castle windows hit it, they saw a gigantic, powderblue,
horse-drawn carriage, the size of a large house, soaring toward
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them, pulled through the air by a dozen winged horses, all palominos,
and each the size of an elephant.
Moody’s magical eye spun around to stare at Ron; Ron looked
extremely apprehensive, but after a moment Moody smiled — the
first time Harry had seen him do so.
Several grimy portraits had been
scrubbed, much to the displeasure of their subjects, who sat huddled
in their frames muttering darkly and wincing as they felt their
raw pink faces.
“You know why Snape’s in such a foul mood, don’t you?” said
Ron to Harry as they watched Hermione teaching Neville a Scouring
Charm to remove the frog guts from under his fingernails.
take something away as by lifting, pushing, or taking off
“You know why Snape’s in such a foul mood, don’t you?” said
Ron to Harry as they watched Hermione teaching Neville a Scouring
Charm to remove the frog guts from under his fingernails.
A booming bell echoed from the castle across the wet grounds,
signaling the end of the lesson, and the class separated; the Hufflepuffs
climbing the stone steps for Transfiguration, and the
Gryffindors heading in the other direction, down the sloping lawn
toward Hagrid’s small wooden cabin, which stood on the edge of
the Forbidden Forest.
To their surprise, Professor Moody had announced that he
would be putting the Imperius Curse on each of them in turn, to
demonstrate its power and to see whether they could resist its effects.
having a smooth, gleaming surface reflecting light
“No!” cried Professor McGonagall, running down the stairs and
pulling out her wand; a moment later, with a loud snapping noise,
Draco Malfoy had reappeared, lying in a heap on the floor with his
sleek blond hair all over his now brilliantly pink face.
Snape had disliked all of their previous Dark Arts teachers,
and shown it — but he seemed strangely wary of displaying overt
animosity to Mad-Eye Moody.
threatening or foreshadowing evil or tragic developments
“I was saying, my dear, that you were clearly born under the
baleful influence of Saturn,” said Professor Trelawney, a faint note
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of resentment in her voice at the fact that he had obviously not
been hanging on her words.
being approximately average or within certain limits
Moody turned to look at Harry —
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at least, his normal eye was looking at Harry; the other one was
pointing into the back of his head.
And I
haven’t got anything for you,” Harry snapped at Hedwig, who was
clicking her beak expectantly, “you’ll have to go up to the Owlery
if you want food.”
They continued to make up predictions (which grew steadily
more tragic) for another hour, while the common room around
them slowly emptied as people went up to bed.
Malfoy
straightened the paper with a flourish and read on:
Arnold Weasley, who was charged with possession
of a flying car two years ago, was yesterday involved
in a tussle with several Muggle law-keepers
(“policemen”) over a number of highly aggressive
dustbins.
His preoccupation lasted all the way across the sodden vegetable
patch until they arrived in greenhouse three, but here he was distracted
by Professor Sprout showing the class the ugliest plants
Harry had ever seen.
In the end, it was Harry suggesting she might be too
tired, and that perhaps he would ask Ron to borrow Pigwidgeon,
that made her stick out her leg and allow him to tie the letter to it.
Recently under fire for its poor
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crowd control at the Quidditch World Cup, and
still unable to account for the disappearance of one
of its witches, the Ministry was plunged into fresh
embarrassment yesterday by the antics of Arnold
Weasley, of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.”
a list of times at which things are planned to occur
MAD-EYE MOODY
he storm had blown itself out by the following morning,
though the ceiling in the Great Hall was still gloomy; heavy
clouds of pewter gray swirled overhead as Harry, Ron, and Hermione
examined their new course schedules at breakfast.
Hundreds upon hundreds of owls of
every breed imaginable were nestled here on perches that rose right
up to the top of the tower, nearly all of them asleep, though here
and there a round amber eye glared at Harry.
observe, check out, and look over carefully or inspect
MAD-EYE MOODY
he storm had blown itself out by the following morning,
though the ceiling in the Great Hall was still gloomy; heavy
clouds of pewter gray swirled overhead as Harry, Ron, and Hermione
examined their new course schedules at breakfast.
“The way he talks,” Harry muttered as he hobbled out of the Defense
Against the Dark Arts class an hour later (Moody had insisted
on putting Harry through his paces four times in a row, until
Harry could throw off the curse entirely), “you’d think we were all
going to be attacked any second.”
“Well, the Heads of the participating schools are always on the
panel,” said Hermione, and everyone looked around at her, rather
surprised, “because all three of them were injured during the Tournament
of 1792, when a cockatrice the champions were supposed
to be catching went on the rampage.”
There was something secretive about the way they were working on
the piece of parchment, and Harry was reminded of how they had
sat together writing something back at the Burrow.
The perfumed fire always
made him feel sleepy and dull-witted, and Professor Trelawney’s
rambling talks on fortune-telling never held him exactly spellbound
— though he couldn’t help thinking about what she had just
said to him.
He then climbed out of the portrait hole, up through the silent
castle (held up only briefly by Peeves, who tried to overturn a large
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vase on him halfway along the fourth-floor corridor), finally arriving
at the Owlery, which was situated at the top of West Tower.
Neville was standing alone, halfway up the passage, staring at the
stone wall opposite him with the same horrified, wide-eyed look he
had worn when Moody had demonstrated the Cruciatus Curse.
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arly next morning, Harry woke with a plan fully formed in his
mind, as though his sleeping brain had been working on it all
night.
But Professor Dumbledore’s got a higher opinion of your nerves,
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he reckons you can cope, and I say, the sooner you know what
you’re up against, the better.
Fred and George had been gone ten minutes or so when the portrait
hole opened and Hermione climbed into the common room
carrying a sheaf of parchment in one hand and a box whose contents
rattled as she walked in the other.
The dormitory was completely silent,
and, had he been less preoccupied, Harry would have realized that
the absence of Neville’s usual snores meant that he was not the only
one lying awake.
He took out his wand and gave a great sweeping wave with it; at
once, all the candles except those inside the carved pumpkins were
extinguished, plunging them into a state of semidarkness.
Next thing he knew, he
was being wrenched inside the common room by about a dozen
pairs of hands, and was facing the whole of Gryffindor House, all
of whom were screaming, applauding, and whistling.
“Anybody wishing to submit themselves as champion must write
their name and school clearly upon a slip of parchment and drop it
into the goblet,” said Dumbledore.
very sad, especially involving grief or death or destruction
A very thin woman with enormous glasses that made her eyes
appear far too large for her face, Professor Trelawney was peering
down at Harry with the tragic expression she always wore whenever
she saw him.
He had both
jumped and tried to prevent himself from jumping — the result
was that he’d smashed headlong into the desk, knocking it over,
and, by the feeling in his legs, fractured both his kneecaps.
“The instructions for the tasks the champions will face this year
have already been examined by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman,” said
Dumbledore as Filch placed the chest carefully on the table before
him, “and they have made the necessary arrangements for each
challenge.
Staring around the room, trying to think of a kind of misfortune
he hadn’t yet used, Harry saw Fred and George sitting together
against the opposite wall, heads together, quills out, poring over a
single piece of parchment.
The front three rows of students drew backward as the carriage
hurtled ever lower, coming in to land at a tremendous speed —
then, with an almighty crash that made Neville jump backward
onto a Slytherin fifth year’s foot, the horses’ hooves, larger than
dinner plates, hit the ground.
“Aaaaah,” said Ron, imitating Professor Trelawney’s mystical
whisper, “when two Neptunes appear in the sky, it is a sure sign
that a midget in glasses is being born, Harry .
Harry, whose attention had been focused completely upon
Madame Maxime, now noticed that about a dozen boys and girls,
all, by the look of them, in their late teens, had emerged from the
carriage and were now standing behind Madame Maxime.
There will be three tasks, spaced throughout the school
year, and they will test the champions in many different ways . . .
their magical prowess — their daring — their powers of deduction
— and, of course, their ability to cope with danger.”
They couldn’t hear what Hagrid was saying, but he was talking
to Madame Maxime with a rapt, misty-eyed expression Harry had
only ever seen him wear once before — when he had been looking
at the baby dragon, Norbert.
“I am sure Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are
waiting to celebrate with you, and it would be a shame to deprive
them of this excellent excuse to make a great deal of mess and
noise.”
However, they enjoyed themselves
trying to make Hagrid tell them what the tasks in the tournament
were going to be, speculating which of the entrants were likely
to be selected as champions, and wondering whether Fred and
George were beardless yet.
Rumors were flying from
student to student like highly contagious germs: who was going to
try for Hogwarts champion, what the tournament would involve,
how the students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang differed from
themselves.
Snape had disliked all of their previous Dark Arts teachers,
and shown it — but he seemed strangely wary of displaying overt
animosity to Mad-Eye Moody.
avoid or try to avoid fulfilling, answering, or performing
He put his hand into the glass jar, and almost as though it knew
what was coming, the third spider scuttled frantically around the
bottom of the jar, trying to evade Moody’s fingers, but he trapped
it, and placed it upon the desktop.
a manual explaining how to install or operate a device
“The instructions for the tasks the champions will face this year
have already been examined by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman,” said
Dumbledore as Filch placed the chest carefully on the table before
him, “and they have made the necessary arrangements for each
challenge.
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When the bell rang to signal the start of afternoon lessons,
Harry and Ron set off for North Tower where, at the top of a
tightly spiraling staircase, a silver stepladder led to a circular trapdoor
in the ceiling, and the room where Professor Trelawney lived.
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When the bell rang to signal the start of afternoon lessons,
Harry and Ron set off for North Tower where, at the top of a
tightly spiraling staircase, a silver stepladder led to a circular trapdoor
in the ceiling, and the room where Professor Trelawney lived.
A booming bell echoed from the castle across the wet grounds,
signaling the end of the lesson, and the class separated; the Hufflepuffs
climbing the stone steps for Transfiguration, and the
Gryffindors heading in the other direction, down the sloping lawn
toward Hagrid’s small wooden cabin, which stood on the edge of
the Forbidden Forest.
the organ that is the center of the nervous system
An hour later, they had made
very little progress, though their table was littered with bits of
parchment bearing sums and symbols, and Harry’s brain was as
fogged as though it had been filled with the fumes from Professor
Trelawney’s fire.
Mr. Weasley was forced to
modify several memories before he could escape
from the policemen, but refused to answer Daily
Prophet questions about why he had involved the
Ministry in such an undignified and potentially
embarrassing scene.
“To ensure that no underage student yields to temptation,” said
Dumbledore, “I will be drawing an Age Line around the Goblet of
Fire once it has been placed in the entrance hall.
His preoccupation lasted all the way across the sodden vegetable
patch until they arrived in greenhouse three, but here he was distracted
by Professor Sprout showing the class the ugliest plants
Harry had ever seen.
To their surprise, Professor Moody had announced that he
would be putting the Imperius Curse on each of them in turn, to
demonstrate its power and to see whether they could resist its effects.
He wasn’t dreading anything at
the moment at all . . . well, unless you counted his fears that Sirius
had been caught . . . but what did Professor Trelawney know?
the entering of a legal document into the public record
When all the students had entered the Hall and settled down at
their House tables, the staff entered, filing up to the top table and
taking their seats.
Ron
took care to sit on the side facing the doorway, because Krum and
his fellow Durmstrang students were still gathered around it, apparently
unsure about where they should sit.
There was something secretive about the way they were working on
the piece of parchment, and Harry was reminded of how they had
sat together writing something back at the Burrow.
Now, yeh’ll wan’ ter try ’em on a few
diff ’rent things — I’ve never had ’em before, not sure what they’ll
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go fer — I got ant eggs an’ frog livers an’ a bit o’ grass snake — just
try ’em out with a bit of each.”
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There was a flash of blinding green light and a rushing sound, as
though a vast, invisible something was soaring through the air —
instantaneously the spider rolled over onto its back, unmarked, but
unmistakably dead.
“You know your mother, Malfoy?” said Harry — both he and
Hermione had grabbed the back of Ron’s robes to stop him from
launching himself at Malfoy — “that expression she’s got, like she’s
got dung under her nose?
present as worthy of regard, kindness, or confidence
She read out large portions of their predictions,
commending them for their unflinching acceptance of
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the horrors in store for them — but they were less amused when
she asked them to do the same thing for the month after next; both
of them were running out of ideas for catastrophes.
There will be three tasks, spaced throughout the school
year, and they will test the champions in many different ways . . .
their magical prowess — their daring — their powers of deduction
— and, of course, their ability to cope with danger.”
Snape had disliked all of their previous Dark Arts teachers,
and shown it — but he seemed strangely wary of displaying overt
animosity to Mad-Eye Moody.
When the bell rang early, Harry, Ron, and
Hermione hurried up to Gryffindor Tower, deposited their bags
and books as they had been instructed, pulled on their cloaks, and
rushed back downstairs into the entrance hall.
“I shall be lodging complaints with the Ministry of Magic and the
International Confederation of Wizards —”
“If anyone’s got reason to complain, it’s Potter,” growled Moody,
“but . . . funny thing .
But first, let me introduce, for those who do not know them,
Mr. Bartemius Crouch, Head of the Department of International
Magical Cooperation” — there was a smattering of polite applause
— “and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of
Magical Games and Sports.”
“Don’t talk to me,” Ron said quietly to Harry and Hermione
as they sat down at the Gryffindor table a few minutes later, surrounded
by excited talk on all sides about what had just happened.
“You know why Snape’s in such a foul mood, don’t you?” said
Ron to Harry as they watched Hermione teaching Neville a Scouring
Charm to remove the frog guts from under his fingernails.
make a hole, especially with a pointed power or hand tool
Behind the teachers’ table, the largest banner of all bore
the Hogwarts coat of arms: lion, eagle, badger, and snake united
around a large letter H.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down beside Fred and George at
the Gryffindor table.
No one spoke until the bell rang — but when
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Moody had dismissed them and they had left the classroom, a torrent
of talk burst forth.
Mr. Weasley was forced to
modify several memories before he could escape
from the policemen, but refused to answer Daily
Prophet questions about why he had involved the
Ministry in such an undignified and potentially
embarrassing scene.
the concentration of attention or energy on something
Harry, whose attention had been focused completely upon
Madame Maxime, now noticed that about a dozen boys and girls,
all, by the look of them, in their late teens, had emerged from the
carriage and were now standing behind Madame Maxime.
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There was a flash of blinding green light and a rushing sound, as
though a vast, invisible something was soaring through the air —
instantaneously the spider rolled over onto its back, unmarked, but
unmistakably dead.
having a surface free from roughness or irregularities
From their position at the top of the lawns overlooking the
grounds, they had a clear view of the smooth black surface of the
water — except that the surface was suddenly not smooth at all.
Moody took out a register, shook his long mane of grizzled gray
hair out of his twisted and scarred face, and began to call out
names, his normal eye moving steadily down the list while his magical
eye swiveled around, fixing upon each student as he or she
answered.
“I am sure Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are
waiting to celebrate with you, and it would be a shame to deprive
them of this excellent excuse to make a great deal of mess and
noise.”
Hagrid was delighted, and as part of
their “project,” suggested that they come down to his hut on alternate
evenings to observe the skrewts and make notes on their extraordinary
behavior.
“Well, the Heads of the participating schools are always on the
panel,” said Hermione, and everyone looked around at her, rather
surprised, “because all three of them were injured during the Tournament
of 1792, when a cockatrice the champions were supposed
to be catching went on the rampage.”
Professor
McGonagall barked at the end of one particularly difficult
lesson, during which Neville had accidentally transplanted his own
ears onto a cactus.
Professor Dumbledore was now looking down at Harry, who
looked right back at him, trying to discern the expression of the
eyes behind the half-moon spectacles.
Turning back to the class at large, he reached into the jar
for the next spider and placed it upon the desktop, where it remained
motionless, apparently too scared to move.
reduce or cause to be reduced from a solid to a liquid state
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he next two days passed without great incident, unless you
counted Neville melting his sixth cauldron in Potions.
Malfoy
straightened the paper with a flourish and read on:
Arnold Weasley, who was charged with possession
of a flying car two years ago, was yesterday involved
in a tussle with several Muggle law-keepers
(“policemen”) over a number of highly aggressive
dustbins.
with the upper or anterior part of the body foremost
He had both
jumped and tried to prevent himself from jumping — the result
was that he’d smashed headlong into the desk, knocking it over,
and, by the feeling in his legs, fractured both his kneecaps.
Nobody was very attentive in lessons, being much more interested
in the arrival that evening of the people from Beauxbatons and
Durmstrang; even Potions was more bearable than usual, as it was
half an hour shorter.
Neville looked pleadingly at Harry, Ron, and Hermione, but
they didn’t say anything, so Neville had no choice but to allow
himself to be steered away, one of Moody’s gnarled hands on his
shoulder.
so lacking in interest as to cause mental weariness
The perfumed fire always
made him feel sleepy and dull-witted, and Professor Trelawney’s
rambling talks on fortune-telling never held him exactly spellbound
— though he couldn’t help thinking about what she had just
said to him.
leave someone who needs or counts on you; leave in the lurch
As Harry watched, George shook his head at Fred, scratched out
something with his quill, and said, in a very quiet voice that neverTHE
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theless carried across the almost deserted room, “No — that sounds
like we’re accusing him.
the practice of working together on a common enterprise
But first, let me introduce, for those who do not know them,
Mr. Bartemius Crouch, Head of the Department of International
Magical Cooperation” — there was a smattering of polite applause
— “and Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of
Magical Games and Sports.”
Some disturbance was taking place deep in the center; great bubbles
were forming on the surface, waves were now washing over the
muddy banks — and then, out in the very middle of the lake, a
whirlpool appeared, as if a giant plug had just been pulled out of
the lake’s floor.
a connected series of events or actions or developments
MAD-EYE MOODY
he storm had blown itself out by the following morning,
though the ceiling in the Great Hall was still gloomy; heavy
clouds of pewter gray swirled overhead as Harry, Ron, and Hermione
examined their new course schedules at breakfast.
a relative position or degree of value in a graded group
Professor
Snape, who seemed to have attained new levels of vindictiveness
over the summer, gave Neville detention, and Neville returned
from it in a state of nervous collapse, having been made to disembowel
a barrel full of horned toads.
device for making or breaking the connections in a circuit
“Longbottom, kindly do not reveal that you can’t even perform a
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simple Switching Spell in front of anyone from Durmstrang!”
“I don’t think so!” roared Moody, pointing his wand at the ferret
again — it flew ten feet into the air, fell with a smack to the floor,
and then bounced upward once more.
She read out large portions of their predictions,
commending them for their unflinching acceptance of
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the horrors in store for them — but they were less amused when
she asked them to do the same thing for the month after next; both
of them were running out of ideas for catastrophes.
There were several open
wooden crates on the ground at his feet, and Fang was whimpering
and straining at his collar, apparently keen to investigate the contents
more closely.
No one spoke until the bell rang — but when
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Moody had dismissed them and they had left the classroom, a torrent
of talk burst forth.
the rising of a body of water and its overflowing onto land
Ron now rolled his eyes at the ceiling, which was flooding them
all in autumn sunlight, and Fred became extremely interested in his
bacon (both twins had refused to buy a S.P.E.W. badge).
A few seats
along, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were discussing magical methods
of aging themselves and bluffing their way into the Triwizard
Tournament.
It was most unusual to see Fred and
George hidden away in a corner and working silently; they usually
liked to be in the thick of things and the noisy center of attention.
“The instructions for the tasks the champions will face this year
have already been examined by Mr. Crouch and Mr. Bagman,” said
Dumbledore as Filch placed the chest carefully on the table before
him, “and they have made the necessary arrangements for each
challenge.
Enormous silk banners hung from the walls, each
of them representing a Hogwarts House: red with a gold lion for
Gryffindor, blue with a bronze eagle for Ravenclaw, yellow with a
black badger for Hufflepuff, and green with a silver serpent for
Slytherin.
Harry shouted as the girl who so resembled a
veela got gracefully to her feet, shook back her sheet of silvery
blonde hair, and swept up between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff
tables.
Neville was standing alone, halfway up the passage, staring at the
stone wall opposite him with the same horrified, wide-eyed look he
had worn when Moody had demonstrated the Cruciatus Curse.
the cognitive process whereby past experience is remembered
Mr. Weasley was forced to
modify several memories before he could escape
from the policemen, but refused to answer Daily
Prophet questions about why he had involved the
Ministry in such an undignified and potentially
embarrassing scene.
As ever, the
curtains were all closed; the circular room was bathed in a dim reddish
light cast by the many lamps, which were all draped with
scarves and shawls.
seize and throw down an opponent player carrying the ball
Seems you’ve had a pretty thorough grounding in tackling
Dark creatures — you’ve covered boggarts, Red Caps, hinkypunks,
grindylows, Kappas, and werewolves, is that right?”
Professor
Snape, who seemed to have attained new levels of vindictiveness
over the summer, gave Neville detention, and Neville returned
from it in a state of nervous collapse, having been made to disembowel
a barrel full of horned toads.
Malfoy
straightened the paper with a flourish and read on:
Arnold Weasley, who was charged with possession
of a flying car two years ago, was yesterday involved
in a tussle with several Muggle law-keepers
(“policemen”) over a number of highly aggressive
dustbins.
the cardinal number that is the sum of eleven and one
As the gigantic black shape
skimmed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest and the lights
shining from the castle windows hit it, they saw a gigantic, powderblue,
horse-drawn carriage, the size of a large house, soaring toward
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them, pulled through the air by a dozen winged horses, all palominos,
and each the size of an elephant.
By cheering your champion on,
you will contribute in a very real —”
But Dumbledore suddenly stopped speaking, and it was apparent
to everybody what had distracted him.
The Beauxbatons party appeared
quite unembarrassed, however, and did not resume their seats until
Madame Maxime had sat down on Dumbledore’s left-hand side.
“You know why Snape’s in such a foul mood, don’t you?” said
Ron to Harry as they watched Hermione teaching Neville a Scouring
Charm to remove the frog guts from under his fingernails.
Hagrid was delighted, and as part of
their “project,” suggested that they come down to his hut on alternate
evenings to observe the skrewts and make notes on their extraordinary
behavior.
move or cause to move in a sinuous or circular course
Crookshanks wandered
over to them, leapt lightly into an empty chair, and stared inscrutably
at Harry, rather as Hermione might look if she knew they
weren’t doing their homework properly.
Our longterm
aims include changing the law about non-wand use, and trying
to get an elf into the Department for the Regulation and Control of
Magical Creatures, because they’re shockingly underrepresented.”
Half an hour later, each of them had been given a complicated
circular chart, and was attempting to fill in the position of the
planets at their moment of birth.
“You seem to have given this a great deal of thought, Moody,”
said Karkaroff coldly, “and a very ingenious theory it is — though
of course, I heard you recently got it into your head that one of
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your birthday presents contained a cunningly disguised basilisk
egg, and smashed it to pieces before realizing it was a carriage clock.
They landed painfully, ten
feet away on the cold stone floor, and to add insult to injury, there
was a loud popping noise, and both of them sprouted identical
long white beards.
“Dear old Hogwarts,” he said, looking up at the castle and smiling;
his teeth were rather yellow, and Harry noticed that his smile
did not extend to his eyes, which remained cold and shrewd.
She was looking, not at the spider,
but at Neville, and Harry, following her gaze, saw that Neville’s
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hands were clenched upon the desk in front of him, his knuckles
white, his eyes wide and horrified.
Harry had been picturing his parents’ deaths over and over
again for three years now, ever since he’d found out they had
been murdered, ever since he’d found out what had happened
that night: Wormtail had betrayed his parents’ whereabouts to
Voldemort, who had come to find them at their cottage.
There were several open
wooden crates on the ground at his feet, and Fang was whimpering
and straining at his collar, apparently keen to investigate the contents
more closely.