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Harry wheeled the Firebolt around, bent so low he was lying flat along the handle, and kicked it forward. Like a bullet, he shot toward the Slytherins.
"What?" said Harry.
Harry urged the Firebolt downward, but Malfoy was miles ahead -
Harry didn't understand what Snape was talking about. Nor, apparently, did Lupin.
"You know how to work it?" Harry said suspiciously.
"I can't work, I can't concentrate," she said nervously.
"Voldemort, teach me tricks?" he said.
"Crystal gazing is a particularly refined art," she said dreamily. "I do not expect any of you to See when first you peer into the Orb's infinite depths. We shall start by practicing relaxing the conscious mind and external eyes" -- Ron began to snigger uncontrollably and had to stuff his fist in his mouth to stifle the noise -- "so as to clear the Inner Eye and the superconscious. Perhaps, if we are lucky, some of you will see before the end of the class."
They scattered as the Firebolt zoomed toward them; Angelina's Way was clear.
"What d'you mean -- of course he's a rat --"
"But if -- if there was a mistake --"
"We've been having a little chat, Peter, about what happened the night Lily and James died. You might have missed the finer points while you were squeaking around down there on the bed --"
But he stopped abruptly at the sight of their faces.
"Slytherin in possession, Slytherin heading for goal -- Montague scores --" Lee groaned. "Seventy- twenty to Gryffindor..."