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"What's that?" said Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish stew that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding.
Harry knocked on Hagrid's door, and Fang's booming barks answered instantly.
Harry read it aloud:
They were talking about the lesson, Harry thought, as though it had been some sort of spectacular show, but he hadn't found it very entertaining - and nor, it seemed, had Hermione.
For Harry had just hit himself in the forehead with his fist, jolting Hedwig out of his lap.
Without so much as a backward glance at his cabin, Hagrid was trudging off up the grounds with Madame Maxime, the Beaux-batons students following in their wake, jogging to keep up with their enormous strides.
"Yeah?" said Ron in mild surprise. "How many members have you got?"
"I s'pose," Ron groaned.
"always the same - we can't resist showing off when we get together. .."
When all the students had entered the Hall and settled down at their House tables, the staff entered, filing up to the top table and taking their seats. Last in line were Professor Dumbledore, Professor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime. When their headmistress appeared, the pupils from Beauxbatons leapt to their feet. A few of the Hogwarts students laughed. The Beauxbatons party appeared quite unembarrassed, however, and did not resume their seats until Madame Maxime had sat down on Dumbledore's left-hand side.
"I have NOT got tears in my eyes!" said Harry loudly.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN - THE GOBLET OF FIRE
they reached the Great Hall, when he said he supposed they had better make a start on Professor Trelawney's predictions tonight, since they would take hours.
Dumbledore started to clap; the students, following his lead, broke into applause too, many of them standing on tiptoe, the better to look at this woman.
The quill whizzed across the parchment between them, back and forward as though it were skating.