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"Why were you asking if Hedwig had come, Harry?" Hermione asked. "Are you expecting a letter?"
But Hermione gave him a look so reminiscent of Professor McGonagall that he gave up.
He moved quickly around Mr. Diggory and strode off toward the place where he had found Winky.
The match became still faster, but more brutal. Volkov and Vulchanov, the Bulgarian Beaters, were whacking the Bludgers as fiercely as possible at the Irish Chasers, and were starting to prevent them from using some of their best moves; twice they were forced to scatter, and then, finally, Ivanova managed to break through their ranks; dodge the Keeper, Ryan; and score Bulgaria's first goal.
"He might've mentioned it, yeah," said Moody, scratching his chin unconcernedly, "but I thought a good sharp shock -"
"Good thinking!" said Ron, his expression clearing. "I bet Sirius'll know what to do!"
He was holding up something that looked to Harry like a long, maroon velvet dress. It had a moldy-looking lace frill at the collar and matching lace cuffs.
"But if they were the Death Eaters, why did they Disapparate when they saw the Dark Mark?" said Ron. "They'd have been pleased to see it, wouldn't they?"
"Somewhere very cold, because they've got fur capes as part of their uniforms."
Professor McGonagall picked up the hat and the stool and carried them away.
"And there's a picture, Weasley!" said Malfoy, flipping the paper over and holding it up. "A picture of your parents outside their house - if you can call it a house! Your mother could do with losing a bit of weight, couldn't she?"
Harry looked away, staring very hard at the Sorting Hat, now Sorting Emma Dobbs.
"Just because they're not very pretty, it doesn't mean they're not useful," Hermione snapped. "Dragon blood's amazingly magical, but you wouldn't want a dragon for a pet, would you?"
"That doesn't mean she hasn't got feelings, Ron. It's disgusting the way -"
"Two penalties for Ireland!" shouted Bagman, and the Bulgarian crowd howled with anger.
Professor McGonagall now placed a three-legged stool on the ground before the first years and, on top of it, an extremely old, dirty patched wizard's hat. The first years stared at it. So did everyone else. For a moment, there was silence. Then a long tear near the brim opened wide like a mouth, and the hat broke into song:（央视记者 徐海霞）