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He broke off with a small gasp, looking over Harry's shoulder.
Professor McGonagall pulled herself back through the portrait hole to face the stunned crowd. She was white as chalk.
Alicia took Gryffindor's penalty, but she was so angry she missed by several feet. The Gryffindor team was losing concentration and the Slytherins, delighted by Malfoy's foul on Harry, were being spurred on to greater heights.
Harry threw himself forward, took both hands off his broom. He knocked Malfoy's arm out of the way and --
"What?" said Harry. "No, we weren't!"
"So you must catch it only if we're more than fifty points up," Wood told Harry constantly. "Only if we're more than fifty points up, Harry, or we win the match but lose the Cup. You've got that, Haven't you? You must catch the Snitch only if we're --"
"Hermione!" said Ron weakly, and he tried to grab her hand as she swung it back.
"I'll come with you!" said Neville brightly. I haven't done it either!"
"Look, Scabbers probably had a fight with another rat or something! He's been in my family for ages, right --"
He sprinted back to the one-eyed witch, opened her hump, heaved himself inside, and slid down to meet his bag at the bottom of the stone chute. He wiped the Marauder's Map blank again, then set off at a run.
"How d'you know about the cloak?"
"I've been up in Gryffindor Tower," said Harry. "Like you told --" "Can anyone confirm that?"
"How did you do that?" squealed Angelina Johnson as George started throwing Peppermint Toads into the crowd.
"Going to kill me, Harry?" he whispered.
Ron stopped dead.