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Fudge increased the pressure on Harry's shoulder, and Harry found himself being steered inside the pub. A stooping figure bearing a lantern appeared through the door behind the bar. It was Tom, the wizened, toothless landlord.
"And we've got a Seeker who has never failed to win us a match!" Wood rumbled, glaring at Harry with a kind of furious pride. "And me," he added as an afterthought.
"Riddikulus!" cried Parvati.
Snape approached their table, stared down his hooked nose at the roots, then gave Ron an unpleasant smile from beneath his long, greasy black hair.
Hermione put up her hand.
Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle had taken over Buckbeak. He had bowed to Malfoy, who was now patting his beak, looking disdainful.
Ron frowned after her.
No one seemed to want to. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, however, approached the fence cautiously.
Harry already knew this, of course; he had seen Fudge once before, but as he had been wearing his father's Invisibility Cloak at the time, Fudge wasn't to know that.
"Don't you know, Potter?" breathed Malfoy, his pate eyes narrowed.
It didn't occur to Harry to put Fudge right. He was still waiting to hear what was going to happen to him now.
"Yeah," said Malfoy, putting on a brave sort of grimace. But Harry saw him wink at Crabbe and Goyle when Pansy had looked away.
Hermione nodded, beaming. "Mum and Dad dropped me off this morning with all my Hogwarts things."
"Sir," Malfoy called, "sir, I'll need help cutting up these daisy roots, because of my arm --"
At long last, when the last morsels of pumpkin tart had melted from the golden platters, Dumbledore gave the word that it was time for them all to go to bed, and they got their chance.