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uld answer, professor fliteared at
malfoys elbow.
”n, i hope, boys?” he squeaked.
”potters bee a broomstick, professor,” said malfoy
quickly.
”yes, yes, thats right,” said professor flitwig
at harry. ”prall told me all about the special
ces, potter. and what model is it?”
”a nimbus two thousand, sit,” said harry, fighting not to laugh
at the look of horror on malfoys fad its really thanks to
malfoy here that ive got it,” he added.
harry aairs, sm their laughter at
malfoys e and . ”well, its true,” harry
chortled as they reached the top of the marble staircase, ”if he
hadnt stolen nevilles remembrall i wouleam....”
”so i suppose you think thats a reward f rules?” came
an angry voi just behind them. hermioomping up the
stairs, looking disapprovingly at the pa harrys hand.
”i thought you werent speaking to us?” said harry.
”yes, dont stop now,” said ron, ”its doing us so much good.”
hermione marched away with her he air.
harry had a lot of trouble keeping his mind ohat
day. it kept wao the dormitory where his ick
was lying under his bed, off to the quidditch field
where hed be learning to play that ed his dinner
that evening without notig what he was eating, and then rushed
upstairs with ron to uwo thousand at last.
”whed, as the broomstick rolled onto harrys
bedspread.
even harry, who khing about the different brooms, thought
it looked wonderful. sleek and shiny, with a mahoga
had a long tail of raight twigs and nimbus two thousand
written iop.
as seven ocloearer, harry left the d set off
ioward the quidditch field. held never beehe
stadium before. hundreds of seats were raised in stands around the
field so that the spectath enough to see what was going
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