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Myrtle had always been about being dead, but none of the other ghosts he knew made such a fuss about it.
"Hurry, Harry Potter!" squeaked Dobby, plucking at Harry's sleeve. "You is supposed to be down by the lake with the other champions, sir!"
Bagman looked almost affronted, but couldn't say much more as Fred and George turned up at that point.
"He's from Durmstrang!" spat Ron. "He's competing against Harry! Against Hogwarts! You -you're -" Ron was obviously casting around for words strong enough to describe Hermione's crime, "fraternizing with the enemy, that's what you're doing!"
"Hagrid, look what I've got for relatives!" Harry said furiously. "Look at the Dursleys!"
Harry looked around. Percy Weasley was sitting at the judges' table - Mr. Crouch had failed to turn up again.
"Hi, Hagrid," said Harry.
"Those goblins didn't look very friendly," said Hermione, sipping her butterbeer. "What were they doing here?"
yet, but resisted the temptation.
"Well, thanks," said Harry, "but I think I'm nearly there with the egg . . . couple more days should crack it."
"You didn't used to care," said Myrtle miserably. "You used to be in there all the time."
Silence pressed upon his ears as he soared over a strange, dark, foggy landscape. He could only see ten feet around him, so that as he sped throuugh the water new scenes seemed to loom suddenly out of the incoming darkness: forests of rippling, tangled black weed, wide plains of mud littered with dull, glimmering stones. He swam deeper and deeper, out toward the middle of the lake, his eyes wide, staring through the eerily gray-lit water around him to the shadow beyond, where the water became opaque.
"No," said Bagman, looking strained again. "I've got people looking, of course ..."
How you doin' with that egg, Harry?"
Harry turned the parchment over and looked at the back, hoping to see something else, but it was blank.