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There was another clap of thunder, followed immediately by forked lightning. This was getting more and more dangerous. Harry needed to get the Snitch quickly -
"Yes," said Harry defiantly. "For... for some things..."
Crookshanks's fur suddenly stood on end. A shrill, tint,, whistling was filling the room. The Pocket Sneakoscope had become dislodged from Uncle Vernon's old socks and was whirling and gleaming on the floor.
'EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Harry bellowed. "EXPECTO PATRONUM! EXPECTO PATRONUM! "
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"And you know how to work it?"
"Just tap it again and say, 'Mischief managed!' And it'll go blank."
"Well, isn't it obvious?" said Hermione, with a look of maddening superiority.
"So, what brings you to this neck of the woods, Minister?" came Madam Rosmerta's voice.
"We've come to give you a bit of festive cheer before we go," said Fred, with a mysterious wink. "Come in here...."
"What d'you mean, he was away?" said Harry. "He was ill when I was playing in that match."
Ron had taken the loss of his rat very hard indeed.
"Nothing!" spat Filch, his jowls quivering unpleasantly. "A likely story! Sneaking around on your own -- why aren't you in Hogsmeade buying Stink Pellets and Belch Powder and Whizzing Worms like the rest of your nasty little friends?"
"Harry!" said Fred, who looked extremely white underneath, the mud. "How're you feeling?"
Within five minutes Harry was soaked to his skin and frozen, hardly able to see his teammates, let alone the tiny Snitch. He flew backward and forward across the field past blurred red and yellow shapes, with no idea of what was happening in the rest of the game. He couldn't hear the commentary over the wind. The crowd was hidden beneath a sea of cloaks and battered umbrellas. Twice Harry came very close to being unseated by a Bludger; his vision was so clouded by the rain on his glasses he hadn't seen them coming.。