Last in line were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime. When all the students had entered the Hall and settled down at their House tables, the staff entered, filing up to the top table and taking their seats. “Why's Filch putting out four chairs, who else is coming?” “But there are only two extra people,” Harry said. Harry was surprised to see that he added four chairs, two on either side of Dumbledore's. He was wearing his moldy old tailcoat in honor of the occasion. Up at the staff table, Filch, the caretaker, was adding chairs. The Durmstrang students were pulling off their heavy furs and looking up at the starry black ceiling with expressions of interest a couple of them were picking up the golden plates and goblets and examining them, apparently impressed. “They look a lot happier than the Beauxbatons lot,” said Harry. I wouldn't mind giving him my bed, I could kip on a camp bed.” Where d'you reckon they're going to sleep? We could offer him a space in our dormitory, Harry. bet he gets people fawning over him all the time. “I bet Krum can see right through him, though. “Yeah, that's right, smarm up to him, Malfoy,” said Ron scathingly. As he watched, Malfoy bent forward to speak to Krum. Harry could see Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle looking very smug about this.
Viktor Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students had settled themselves at the Slytherin table. “Over here! Hermione, budge up, make a space-” “Over here! Come and sit over here!” Ron hissed. “It's not that cold,” said Hermione defensively. Three of them were still clutching scarves and shawls around their heads. They were looking around the Great Hall with glum expressions on their faces.
The students from Beauxbatons had chosen seats at the Ravenclaw table. Ron took care to sit on the side facing the doorway, because Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students were still gathered around it, apparently unsure about where they should sit. They walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down. “Nope, they're upstairs in my bag,” said Harry. “You haven't got a quill, have you, Harry?” “I'm getting his autograph if I can,” said Ron. “Really,” Hermione said loftily as they passed the girls, now squabbling over the lipstick. “D'you think he'd sign my hat in lipstick?” Several sixth-year girls were frantically searching their pockets as they walked-”Oh I don't believe it, I haven't got a single quill on me-” “Hermione-he's one of the best Seekers in the world! I had no idea he was still at school!”Īs they recrossed the entrance hall with the rest of the Hogwarts students heading for the Great Hall, Harry saw Lee Jordan jumping up and down on the soles of his feet to get a better look at the back of Krum's head. “Only a Quidditch player?” Ron said, looking at her as though he couldn't believe his ears. “For heaven's sake, Ron, he's only a Quidditch player,” said Hermione.
"Marcus Belby has been taken into extensive care at Snt Mungo's.I don't believe it!” Ron said, in a stunned voice, as the Hogwarts students filed back up the steps behind the party from Durmstrang. Her quill was scribbling madly as she spoke of the mishap in the Hogwart's greenhouses. However, a student's head being stuck inside a Venomous Tentacula was a rather good story, so she quickly packed her Quick Quotes Quill, threw some floo powder into the fire, and disappeared in a burst of green flames.Ī while later, Rita stood, beaming, before three cameras. Rita! Get there now! Rita frowned as she read the letter, and went rather pouty after being called up on such short notice.
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