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           Harryfelthimselfslamflatintotheground;hisfacewaspressedintograss;thesmellofitfilledhisnostrils.HehadclosedhiseyeswhilethePortkeytransportedhim,andhekeptthemclosednow.Hedidnotmove.Allthebreathseemedtohavebeenknockedoutofhim;hisheadwasswimmingsobadlyhefeltasthoughthegroundbeneathhimwereswayinglikethedeckofaship.Toholdhimselfsteady,hetightenedhisholdonthetwothingshewasstillclutching:thesmooth,coldhandleoftheTriwizardCupandCedric’sbody.Hefeltasthoughhewouldslideawayintotheblacknessgatheringattheedgesofhisbrainifheletgoofeitherofthem.Shockandexhaustionkepthimontheground,breathinginthesmellofthegrass,waiting...waitingforsomeonetodosomething...somethingtohappen...andallthewhile,hisscarburneddullyonhisforehead....

           Atorrentofsounddeafenedandconfusedhim;therewerevoiceseverywhere,footsteps,screams....Heremainedwherehewas,hisfacescrewedupagainstthenoise,asthoughitwereanightmarethatwouldpass....

           Thenapairofhandsseizedhimroughlyandturnedhimover.

           "Harry!Harry!"

           Heopenedhiseyes.

           Hewaslookingupatthestarrysky,andAlbusDumbledorewascrouchedoverhim.Thedarkshadowsofacrowdofpeoplepressedinaroundthem,pushingnearer;Harryfeltthegroundbeneathhisheadreverberatingwiththeirfootsteps.

           Hehadcomebacktotheedgeofthemaze.Hecouldseethestandsrisingabovehim,theshapesofpeoplemovinginthem,thestarsabove.

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