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"Dunno . . . balderdash."
The photographs took a long time. Madame Maxime cast everyone else into shadow wherever she stood, and the photographer couldn't stand far enough back to get her into the frame; eventually she had to sit while everyone else stood around her. Karkaroff kept twirling his goatee around his finger to give it an extra curl; Krum, whom Harry would have thought would have been used to this sort of thing, skulked, half-hidden, at the back of
"Shut it!" Fred bellowed, his hands over his ears.
"What?" said Cedric, looking up.
"Harry, I really think you've got it!" said Hermione delightedly.
"No, he's off delivering a letter," said Ron. "Why?"
"Thank you. Harry Potter, thank you," said Dobby breathlessly, rubbing his head.
"Yeh'll enjoy this," said Hagrid gruffly, "worth seein', trust me. On'y - don' go tellin' anyone I showed yeh, right? Yeh're not s'posed ter know."
"Ignore it," Hermione said in a dignified voice, holding her head in the air and stalking past the sniggering Slytherin girls as though she couldn't hear them. "Just ignore it, Harry."
His insides had come back again. It felt as though they had been filled with lead in their absence.
"Look, it's Hagrid!" said Hermione.
"People keep looking at me now," said Hermione grumpily as they came out of Honeydukes Sweetshop later, eating large cream-filled chocolates. "They think I'm talking to myself."
Dobby stopped in front of the brick fireplace and pointed.
"Dobby is making them himself, sir!" the elf said happily. "He is buying the wool out of his wages, sir!"
"It's just . . . fair, isn't it?" he said to Cedric. "We all know now. . . we're on an even footing, aren't we?"