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One or two wizards and witches in the surrounding seats smiled indulgently. Mr. Crouch did not appear to share their feelings. He was staring down at Ludo Bagman with an expression of the utmost severity and dislike.
The Triwizard Cup will be placed in the center of the maze. The first champion to touch it will receive full marks."
"Good idea," said Ron. "Give Pig something to do. You couldn't give us a bit of extra food, could you?" he said to the surrounding elves, and they bowed delightedly and hurried off to get some more.
Mr, Crouch's eyes rolled forward onto Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron, whose mouth was full of toffee. "Gets it for the recipes."
"What?" said Ron and Hermione together.
He was holding a sealed envelope in his hands. Harry glanced at it, but Fred, whether accidentally or on purpose, shifted his hand so that the name on it was covered.
"How indeed?" muttered Dumbledore. "How indeed . . ."
"That's right!" said Bagman. "A maze. The third task's really very straightforward.
"D'you - d'you know why my scar's hurting me?"
Once before. Harry had found himself somewhere that nobody could see or hear him. That time, he had fallen through a page in an enchanted diary, right into somebody else's memory . . . and unless he was very much mistaken, something of the sort had happened again...
There was an Albus Dumbledore sitting on his right, watching Crouch's son being dragged away by the dementors - and there was an Albus Dumbledore on his left, looking right at him.
"No one's tried to attack me all year," said Harry. "No one's done anything to me at all-"
Harry tipped the powdered beetles into his cauldron and started cutting up his ginger roots. His hands were shaking slightly out of anger, but he kept his eyes down, as though he couldn't hear what Snape was saying to him.
"You two," counseled Moody, his normal eye on Ron and Hermione, "you stick close to Potter, all right? I'm keeping an eye on things, but all the same . . . you can never have too many eyes out."