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Wondering what he ought to do, he suddenly heard a door open much closer at hand; somebody was about to come downstairs.
Harry stared. Not only was this the last answer he'd expected, but Lupin had said Voldemort's name. The only person Harry had ever heard say the name aloud (apart from himself) was Professor Dumbledore.
Harry looked at them. They didn't seem to understand at all.
"And how do you conjure it?"
"I couldn't do that!" said Hermione, looking scandalized.
"Well, more innocent than we are now -- we got into a spot of bother with Filch."
"What did you go running to McGonagall for?
Madam Hooch, who was still overseeing Gryffindor practices to keep an eye on Harry, was just as impressed with the Firebolt as everyone else had been. She took it in her hands before takeoff and gave them the benefit of her professional opinion.
The hall immediately began to buzz excitedly; the Gryffindors were telling the rest of the school what had just happened.
"Stop worrying, Oliver," said Alicia soothingly, "we don't mind a bit of rain."
Within five minutes Harry was soaked to his skin and frozen, hardly able to see his teammates, let alone the tiny Snitch. He flew backward and forward across the field past blurred red and yellow shapes, with no idea of what was happening in the rest of the game. He couldn't hear the commentary over the wind. The crowd was hidden beneath a sea of cloaks and battered umbrellas. Twice Harry came very close to being unseated by a Bludger; his vision was so clouded by the rain on his glasses he hadn't seen them coming.
"Not at all," said Snape, but there was a look in his eye Harry didn't like. He backed out of the room, unsmiling and watchful.
"Dumbledore obviously thinks he might be," said Ron.
"No," said Harry.
The Sneakoscope whirled and whistled in his palm. Crookshanks was hissing and spitting at it.