Bagman and Crouch

           HarrydisentangledhimselffromRonandgottohisfeet.Theyhadarrivedonwhatappearedtobeadesertedstretchofmistymoor.Infrontofthemwasapairoftiredandgrumpy-lookingwizards,oneofwhomwasholdingalargegoldwatch,theotherathickrollofparchmentandaquill.BothweredressedasMuggles,thoughveryinexpertly:Themanwiththewatchworeatweedsuitwiththigh-lengthgaloshes;hiscolleague,akiltandaponcho.

           "Morning,Basil,"saidMr.Weasley,pickingupthebootandhandingittothekiltedwizard,whothrewitintoalargeboxofusedPortkeysbesidehim;Harrycouldseeanoldnewspaper,anemptydrinkscan,andapuncturedfootball.

           "Hellothere,Arthur,"saidBasilwearily."Notonduty,eh?It’sallrightforsome....We’vebeenhereallnight....You’dbettergetoutoftheway,we’vegotabigpartycominginfromtheBlackForestatfivefifteen.Hangon,I’llfindyourcampsite....Weasley...Weasley...."Heconsultedhisparchmentlist."Aboutaquarterofamile’swalkoverthere,firstfieldyoucometo.Sitemanager’scalledMr.Roberts.Diggory...secondfield...askforMr.Payne."

           "Thanks,Basil,"saidMr.Weasley,andhebeckonedeveryonetofollowhim.

           Theysetoffacrossthedesertedmoor,unabletomakeoutmuchthroughthemist.Afterabouttwentyminutes,asmallstonecottagenexttoagateswamintoview.Beyondit,Harrycouldjustmakeouttheghostlyshapesofhundredsandhundredsoftents,risingupthegentleslopeofalargefieldtowardadarkwoodonthehorizon.

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