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"I've not bin meself lately," said Hagrid, stroking Fang with one hand and mopping his face with the other. "Worried abou' Buckbeak, an' no one likin' me classes --"
"Why isn't anyone going in?" said Ron curiously.
"Jinxed? How could it be jinxed?"
"-- two rolls of parchment!"
Ron and Hermione looked quickly at each other.
"I do not believe a single person inside this castle would have helped Black enter it," said Dumbledore, and his tone made it so clear that the subject was closed that Snape didn't reply. "I must go down to the dementors," said Dumbledore. I said I would inform them when our search was complete."
"Harry, if you don't want to continue, I will more than understand --"
"Fred!" said Ginny indignantly.
"I don't pretend to be an expert at fighting dementors, Harry, quite the contrary..."
Harry snorted. He doubted whether Fred and George had ever been innocent.
"Here you go," said Harry, handing Ron the Firebolt.
"Who sent it to you?" said Ron in a hushed voice.
Hermione had just come in, wearing her dressing gown and carrying Crookshanks, who was looking very grumpy, with a string of tinsel tied around his neck.
"Yeah, reckon so," said Harry casually.
It was better than he'd ever dreamed. The Firebolt turned with the lightest touch; it seemed to obey his thoughts rather than his grip; it sped across the field at such speed that the stadium turned into a green-and-gray blur; Harry turned it so sharply that Alicia Spinnet screamed, then he went into a perfectly controlled dive, brushing the grassy field with his toes before rising thirty, forty, fifty feet into the air again.