Dudley Thought For A Moment. It Looked

I Would Assume That You Were Going To Offer Me Refreshment, But The Evidence So Far Suggests That That Would Be Optimistic To The Point Of Foolishness.

Bad News, Harry. I've Just Been To See Professor Mcgonagall About The Firebolt. She – Er, Got A Bit Shirty With Me. Told Me I'd Got My Priorities Wrong. Seemed To Think I Cared More About Winning The Cup Than I Do About Staying Alive. Just Because I Told Her I Didn't Care If It Threw You Off, As Long As You Caught The Snitch First.

Dumbledore's Man Through And Through, Aren't You Potter?" "yeah I Am," Said Harry. "glad We Straightened That Out.

Killed?" Said Hagrid Loudly, Staring Down At Harry. "snape Killed? What're Yeh On Abou', Harry?" "dumbledore," Said Harry. "snape Killed... Dumbledore.

My Word, Severus, That I Shall Never Reveal The Best Of You?' Dumbledore Sighed, Looking Down Into Snape's Ferocious, Anguished Face. 'if You Insist.