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Professor Karkaroff spun around. Mad-Eye Moody was standing there, leaning heavily on his staff, his magical eye glaring unblinkingly at the Durmstrang headmaster.
Madame Maxime had drawn herself up to her full, and considerable, height. The top of her handsome head brushed the candle-filled chandelier, and her gigantic black-satin bosom swelled.
He wanted more than anything to find Ron and Hermione, to find a bit of sanity, but neither of them seemed to be in the common room. Insisting that he needed to sleep, and almost flattening the little Creevey brothers as they attempted to waylay him at the foot of the stairs, Harry managed to shake everyone off and climb up to the dormitory as fast as he could.
Other members of the staff seemed oddly tense too.
Snape examined Goyle, whose face now resembled something that would have been at home in a book on poisonous fungi.
"I haven't really thought. . . yeah, nervous, I suppose," said Harry. His insides squirmed uncomfortably as he spoke.
Harry saw Viktor Krum rise from the Slytherin table and slouch up toward Dumbledore; he turned right, walked along the staff table, and disappeared through the door into the next chamber.
"I'll come with yeh," said Hagrid, putting away his darning. "Jus' give us a sec."
"Well. . . no one else got across the Age Line," said Ron. "Not even Fred and George.
. but it had been a joke, really, an idle sort of dream. . . he'd never really, seriously considered entering. .
though his sleeping brain had been working on it all night. He got up, dressed in the pale dawn light, left the dormitory without waking Ron, and went back down to the deserted common room. Here he took a piece of parchment from the table upon which his Divination homework still lay and wrote the following letter:
But an odd clunking noise sounded behind them, and they turned to see Professor Moody limping toward them. All four of them fell silent, watching him apprehensively, but when he spoke, it was in a much lower and gentler growl than they had yet heard.
"No one's making you stay!" Hermione whispered, bristling at her.
"What was that about?" said Ron, watching Neville and Moody turn the corner.
"An 'air from ze 'ead of a veela," said Fleur. "One of my grandmuzzer's."