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Bagman wiped his round, boyish face with his handkerchief and looked at Mr. Crouch, who was standing outside the circle of the firelight, his face half hidden in shadow. He looked slightly eerie, the half darkness making him look much older, giving him an almost skull-like appearance. When he spoke, however, it was in his usual curt voice.
They let themselves out of the cabin and shut the door behind them. It was surprisingly dark outside. Drawing their cloaks more closely around themselves, they set off up the sloping lawns.
Harry glanced at Cedric, who nodded, and they left together.
said Hermione. "I've heard he's a really good student - and he's a prefect."
"We must follow the rules, and the rules state clearly that those people whose names come out of the Goblet of Fire are bound to compete in the tournament."
"Convenient?" said Karkaroff. "I'm afraid I don't understand you, Moody."
"I've got to use one of these."
The Slytherins howled with laughter. Each of them pressed their badges too, until the message POTTER STINKS was shining brightly all around Harry. He felt the heat rise in his face and neck.
"How this situation arose, we do not know," said Dumbledore, speaking to everyone gathered in the room. "It seems to me, however, that we have no choice but to accept it.
"Good luck!" said Colin when they had reached the right room. Harry knocked on the door and entered.
"You won't mind, Harry, if I use a Quick-Quotes Quill? It leaves me free to talk to you normally. .."
"Er -" said Harry again, but he was distracted by the quill. Even though he wasn't speaking, it was dashing across the parchment, and in its wake he could make out a fresh sentence:
"I'm not running around after him trying to make him grow up!" Harry said, so loudly
"Good idea," said Harry gratefully.