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"But -" said Harry.
"My God - Diggory!" it whispered. "Dumbledore - he's dead!"
"Severus" - Dumbledore turned to Snape - "please tell Madam Pomfrey to come down here; we need to get Alastor Moody into the hospital wing. Then go down into the grounds, find Cornelius Fudge, and bring him up to this office. He will undoubtedly want to question Crouch himself. Tell him I will be in the hospital wing in half an hour's time if he needs me."
"Avery - Nott - Crabbe - Goyle -"
"When Harry touched the Triwizard Cup tonight, he was transported straight to Voldemort,"
He had been hurrying along the new path for a few minutes, when he heard something in the path running parallel to his own that made him stop dead.
The cauldron was simmering, sending its diamond sparks in all directions, so blindingly bright that it turned all else to velvety blackness. Nothing happened. . . .
"You should never have brought it inside the castle!" yelled Professor McGonagall. "When Dumbledore finds out -"
She took a draft of Polyjuice Potion containing one of my hairs. We took on each other's appearance."
away from the golden mist, which twinkled innocently at him in the moonlight.
"Potter's map of Hogwarts. Potter saw me on it. Potter saw me stealing more ingredients for the Polyjuice Potion from Snape's office one night. He thought I was my father. We have the same first name. I took the map from Potter that night. I told him my father hated Dark wizards. Potter believed my father was after Snape.
"What?" said Harry. "Oh . . . yeah . . . right. . ."
Harry got up and swayed again; the pain in his leg, which he had not noticed all the time he had been listening to Crouch, now returned in full measure. He also realized that he was shaking. Dumbledore gripped his arm and helped him out into the dark corridor.
"So what happens when a wand meets its brother?" said Sirius.
Fudge came striding up the ward. Professors McGonagall and Snape were at his heels.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the third and final task of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me remind you how the points currently stand! Tied in first place, with eighty-five points each - Mr. Cedric Diggory and Mr. Harry Potter, both of Hogwarts School!" The cheers and applause sent birds from the Forbidden Forest fluttering into the darkening sky. "In second place, with eighty points - Mr. Viktor Krum, of Durmstrang Institute!" More applause. "And in third place - Miss Fleur Delacour, of Beauxbatons Academy!",
"Accio!" Harry yelled, pointing his wand at the Triwizard Cup. It flew into the air and soared toward him. Harry caught it by the handle -He heard Voldemort s scream of fury at the same moment that he felt the jerk behind his navel that meant the Portkey had worked - it was speeding him away in a whirl of wind and color, and Cedric along with him. . . . They were going back.。