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They let themselves out of the cabin and shut the door behind them. It was surprisingly dark outside. Drawing their cloaks more closely around themselves, they set off up the sloping lawns.
Viktor Krum, Cedric Diggory, and Fleur Delacour were grouped around the fire. They looked strangely impressive, silhouetted against the flames. Krum, hunched-up and brooding, was leaning against the mantelpiece, slightly apart from the other two. Cedric was standing with his hands behind his back, staring into the fire. Fleur Delacour looked around when Harry walked in and threw back her sheet of long, silvery hair.
"Done it," Fred said in a triumphant whisper to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "Just taken it."
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.
"Champions have died in the past, haven't they?" said Rita Skeeter briskly. "Have you thought about that at all?"
"But you told us Professor Vector -"
Frowning, he avoided her gaze and hooked down at words the quill had just written:
"Cedric?" said Ron blankly as Ernie hurried off.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN - BEAUXBATONS AND DURMSTRANG
"Anyone put their name in yet?" Ron asked a third-year girl eagerly.
"It's a bummer, all right," George was saying gloomily to Fred. "But if he won't talk to us in person, we'll have to send him the letter after all. Or we'll stuff it into his hand. He can't avoid us forrever.
He pressed his badge into his chest, and the message upon it vanished, to be replaced by another one, which glowed green:
Harry got to his feet, trod on the hem of his robes, and stumbled slightly. He set off up the gap between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables. It felt like an immensely long walk; the top table didn't seem to be getting any nearer at all, and he could feel hundreds and hundreds of eyes upon him, as though each were a searchlight. The buzzing grew louder and louder. After what seemed like an hour, he was right in front of Dumbledore, feeling the stares of all the teachers upon him.
"Maybe they've escaped," said Ron hopefully.
Before Rita Skeeter could say a word, the door of the broom cupboard was pulled open.