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"Not for long," said Hermione in a satisfied tone. "The Polyjuice Potion's nearly ready. We'll be getting the truth out of him any day now."
"Oh, Ron, there won't be anyone in there," said Hermione, standing up and coming over. "That's Moaning Myrtle's place. Come on, let's have a look."
The Slytherins' superior brooms were clearly doing their jobs, and meanwhile the mad Bludger was doing all it could to knock Harry out of the air. Fred and George were now flying so close to him on either side that Harry could see nothing at all except their flailing arms and had no chance to look for the Snitch, let alone catch it.
"But - only a Gryffindor could have stolen - nobody else knows our password -"
"Don't ask me," Myrtle shouted, emerging with a wave of yet more water, which splashed onto the already sopping floor. "Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me ......
"It was you!" he said slowly. "You stopped the barrier from letting us through!"
he'd seen, until he was heartily sick of telling them and sick of the long, circular conversations that followed.
Harry saw Ron's eyes widen in shock. He read the clipping quickly, gave a very forced laugh, and handed it to Harry.
The Hufepuffs' worst fears had clearly been confirmed. They all looked fearfully at Ernie.
"Don't swing your arms like that," Harry muttered to Ron.
The figure was emerging from a side room. As they hurried nearer, however, their hearts sank. It wasn't a Slytherin, it was Percy.
"Ready to resume play?" she asked Wood.
And she sprinted away, up the stairs.
"What's up, Myrtle?" said Harry.