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   〃Harry's got a long way to go before he finishes this tournament;〃 she said seriously。 〃If that was the first task; I hate to think what's ing next。〃
   〃Right little ray of sunshine; aren't you?〃 said Ron。 〃You and Professor Trelawney should get together sometime。〃
   He threw Pigwidgeon out of the window。 Pigwidgeon plummeted twelve feet before managing to pull himself back up again; the letter attached to his leg was much longer and heavier than usual…Harry hadn't been able to resist giving Sirius a blow…by…blow account of exactly how he had swerved; circled; and dodged the Horntail。 They watched Pigwidgeon disappear into the darkness; and then Ron said; 〃Well; we'd better get downstairs for your surprise party; Harry…Fred and George should have nicked enough food from the kitchens by now。〃
   Sure enough; when they entered the Gryffindor mon room it exploded with cheers and yells again。 There were mountains of cakes and flagons of pumpkin juice and butterbeer on every surface; Lee Jordan had let off some Filibuster's Fireworks; so that the air was thick with stars and sparks; and Dean Thomas; who was very good at drawing; had put up some impressive new banners; most of which depicted Harry zooming around the Horntail's head on his Firebolt; though a couple showed Cedric with his head on fire。
   Harry helped himself to food; he had almost forgotten what it was like to feel properly hungry; and sat down with Ron and Hermione。 He couldn't believe how happy he felt; he had Ron back on his side; he'd gotten through the first task; and he wouldn't have to face the second one for three months。
   〃Blimey; this is heavy;〃 said Lee Jordan; picking up the golden egg; which Harry had left on a table; and weighing it in his hands。 〃Open it; Harry; go on! Let's just see what's inside it!〃
   〃He's supposed to work out the clue on his own;〃 Hermione said swiftly。 〃It's in the tournament rules。。。〃
   〃I was supposed to work out how to get past the dragon on my own too;〃 Harry muttered; so only Hermione could hear him; and she grinned rather guiltily。
   〃Yeah; go on; Harry; open it!〃 several people echoed。
   Lee passed Harry the egg; and Harry dug his fingernails into the groove that ran all the way around it and prised it open。
   It was hollow and pletely empty…but the moment Harry opened it; the most horrible noise; a loud and screechy wailing; filled the room。 The nearest thing to it Harry had ever heard was the ghost orchestra at Nearly Headless Nick's deathday party; who had all been playing the musical saw。
   〃Shut it!〃 Fred bellowed; his hands over his ears。
   〃What was that?〃 said Seamus Finnigan; staring at the egg as Harry slammed it shut again。 〃Sounded like a banshee 。。。Maybe you've got to get past one of those next; Harry!〃
   〃It was someone being tortured!〃 said Neville; who had gone very white and spilled sausage rolls all over the floor。 〃You're going to have to fight the Cruciatus Curse!〃
   〃Don't be a prat; Neville; that's illegal;〃 said George。 〃They wouldn't use the Cruciatus Curse on the champions。 I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing。。。 maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower。 Harry。〃
   〃Want a jam tart; Hermione?〃 said Fred。
   Hermione looked doubtfully at the plate he was offering her。 Fred grinned。
   〃It's all right;〃 he said。 〃I haven't done anything to them。 It's the custard creams you've got to watch…〃
   Neville; who had just bitten into a custard cream; choked and spat it out。 Fred laughed。
   〃Just my little joke; Neville。。。〃
   Hermione took a jam tart。 Then she said; 〃Did you get all this from the kitchens; Fred?〃
   〃Yep;〃 said Fred; grinning at her。 He put on a high…pitched squeak and imitated a house…elf。 〃'Anything we can get you; sir; anything at all!' They're dead helpful。。。 get me a roast ox if I said I was peckish。〃
   〃How do you get in there?〃 Hermione said in an innocently casual sort of voice。
   〃Easy;〃 said Fred; 〃concealed door behind a painting of a bowl of fruit。 Just tickle the pear; and it giggles and…〃 He stopped and looked suspiciously at her。 〃Why?〃
   〃Nothing;〃 said Hermione quickly。
   〃Going to try and lead the house…elves out on strike now; are you?〃 said George。 〃Going to give up all the leaflet stuff and try and stir them up into rebellion?〃
   Several people chortled。 Hermione didn't answer。
   〃Don't you go upsetting them and telling them they've got to take clothes and salaries!〃 said Fred warningly。 〃You'll put them off their cooking!〃
   Just then; Neville caused a slight diversion by turning into a large canary。
   〃Oh…sorry; Neville!〃 Fred shouted over all the laughter。 〃I forgot…it was the custard
   creams we hexed…〃
   Within a minute; however; Neville had molted; and once his feathers had fallen off; he reappeared looking entirely normal。 He even joined in laughing。
   〃Canary Creams!〃 Fred shouted to the excitable crowd。 〃George and I invented them…seven Sickles each; a bargain!〃
   It was nearly one in the morning when Harry finally went up to the dormitory with Ron; Neville; Seamus; and Dean。 Before he pulled the curtains of his four…poster shut。 Harry set his tiny model of the Hungarian Horntail on the table next to his bed; where it yawned; curled up; and closed its eyes。 Really; Harry thought; as he pulled the hangings on his four…poster closed; Hagrid had a point。。。 they were all right; really; dragons。。。
   
   The start of December brought wind and sleet to Hogwarts。 Drafty though the castle always was in winter。 Harry was glad of its fires and thick walls every time he passed the Durmstrang ship on the lake; which was pitching in the high winds; its black sails billowing
   against the dark skies。 He thought the Beauxbatons caravan was likely to be pretty chilly too。 Hagrid; he noticed; was keeping Madame Maxime's horses well provided with their preferred drink of single…malt whiskey; the fumes wafting from the trough in the er of their paddock was enough to make the entire Care of Magical Creatures class light…headed。 This was unhelpful; as they were still tending the horrible skrewts and needed their wits about them。
   〃I'm not sure whether they hibernate or not;〃 Hagrid told the shivering class in the windy pumpkin patch next lesson。 〃Thought we'd jus' try an see if they fancied a kip。。。 we'll jus' settle 'em down in these boxes。。。〃
   There were now only ten skrewts left; apparently their desire to kill one another had not been exercised out of them。 Each of them was now approaching six feet in length。 Their thick gray armor; their powerful; scuttling legs; their fire…blasting ends; their stings and their suckers; bined to make the skrewts the most repulsive things Harry had ever seen。 The class looked dispiritedly at the enormous boxes Hagrid had brought out; all lined with pillows and fluffy blankets。
   〃We'll jus' lead 'em in here;〃 Hagrid said; 〃an' put the lids on; and we'll see what happens。〃
   But the skrewts; it transpired; did not hibernate; and did not appreciate being forced into pillow…lined boxes and nailed in。 Hagrid was soon yelling; 〃Don panic; now; don' panic!〃 while the skrewts rampaged around the pumpkin patch; now strewn with the smoldering wreckage of the boxes。 Most of the class…Malfoy; Crabbe; and Goyle in the lead…had fled into Hagrid's cabin through the back door and barricaded themselves in; Harry; Ron; and Hermione; however; were among those who remained outside trying to help Hagrid。 Together they managed to restrain and tie up nine of the skrewts; though at the cost of numerous burns and cuts; finally; only one skrewt was left。
   〃Don' frighten him; now!〃 Hagrid shouted as Ron and Harry used their wands to shoot jets of fiery sparks at the skrewt; which was advancing menacingly on them; its sting arched; quivering; over its back。 〃Jus' try an slip the rope 'round his sting; so he won hurt any o' the others!〃
   〃Yeah; we wouldn't want that!〃 Ron shouted angrily as he and Harry backed into the wall of Hagrid's cabin; still holding the skrewt off with their sparks。
   〃Well; well; well。。。 this does look like fun。〃
   Rita Skeeter was leaning on Hagrid's garden fence; looking in at the mayhem。 She was wearing a thick magenta cloak with a furry purple collar today; and her crocodile…skin handbag was over her arm。
   Hagrid launched himself forward on top of the skrewt that was cornering Harry and Ron and flattened it; a blast of fire shot out of its end; withering the pumpkin plants nearby。
   〃Who're you?〃 Hagrid asked Rita Skeeter as he slipped a loop of rope around the skrewt's sting and tightened it。
   〃Rita Skeeter; Daily Prophet reporter;〃 Rita replied; beaming at him。 Her gold teeth glinted。
   〃Thought Dumbledore said you weren' allowed inside the school anymore;〃 said Hagrid; frowning slightly as he got off the slightly squashed skrewt and started tugging it over to its fellows。
   Rita acted as though she hadn't heard what Hagrid had said。
   〃What are these fascinating creatures called?〃 she asked; beaming still more widely。
   〃Blast…Ended Skrewts;〃 grunted Hagrid。
   〃Really?〃 said Rita; apparently full of lively interest。 〃I've never heard of them before。。。 where do they e from?〃
   Harry noticed a dull red flush rising up out of H

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