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　　　He　paused；　and　his　eyes　fell　upon　the　Hufflepuff　table。　Theirs　had　been　the　most　subdued　table　before　he　had　gotten　to　his　feet；　and　theirs　were　still　the　saddest　and　palest　faces　in　the　Hall。
　　　〃There　is　much　that　I　would　like　to　say　to　you　all　tonight；〃　said　Dumbledore；　〃but　I　must　first　acknowledge　the　loss　of　a　very　fine　person；　who　should　be　sitting　here；〃　he　gestured　toward　the　Hufflepuffs；　〃enjoying　our　feast　with　us。　I　would　like　you　all；　please；　to　stand；　and　raise　your　glasses；　to　Cedric　Diggory。〃
　　　They　did　it；　all　of　them；　the　benches　scraped　as　everyone　in　the　Hall　stood；　and　raised　their　goblets；　and　echoed；　in　one　loud；　low；　rumbling　voice；　〃Cedric　Diggory。〃
　　　Harry　caught　a　glimpse　of　Cho　through　the　crowd。　There　were　tears　pouring　silently　down　her　face。　He　looked　down　at　the　table　as　they　all　sat　down　again。
　　　〃Cedric　was　a　person　who　exemplified　many　of　the　qualities　that　distinguish　Hufflepuff　house；〃　Dumbledore　continued。　〃He　was　a　good　and　loyal　friend；　a　hard　worker；　he　valued　fair　play。　His　death　has　affected　you　all；　whether　you　knew　him　well　or　not。　I　think　that　you　have　the　right；　therefore；　to　know　exactly　how　it　came　about。〃
　　　Harry　raised　his　head　and　stared　at　Dumbledore。
　　　〃Cedric　Diggory　was　murdered　by　Lord　Voldemort。〃
　　　A　panicked　whisper　swept　the　Great　Hall。　People　were　staring　at　Dumbledore　in　disbelief；　in　horror。　He　looked　perfectly　calm　as　he　watched　them　mutter　themselves　into　silence。
　　　〃The　Ministry　of　Magic；〃　Dumbledore　continued；　〃does　not　wish　me　to　tell　you　this。　It　is　possible　that　some　of　your　parents　will　be　horrified　that　I　have　done　so…either　because　they　will　not　believe　that　Lord　Voldemort　has　returned；　or　because　they　think　I　should　not　tell　you　so；　young　as　you　are。　It　is　my　belief；　however；　that　the　truth　is　generally　preferable　to　lies；　and　that　any　attempt　to　pretend　that　Cedric　died　as　the　result　of　an　accident；　or　some　sort　of　blunder　of　his　own；　is　an　insult　to　his　memory。〃
　　　Stunned　and　frightened；　every　face　in　the　Hall　was　turned　toward　Dumbledore　now。。。　or　almost　every　face。　Over　at　the　Slytherin　table。　Harry　saw　Draco　Malfoy　muttering　something　to　Crabbe　and　Goyle。　Harry　felt　a　hot；　sick　swoop　of　anger　in　his　stomach。　He　forced　himself　to　look　back　at　Dumbledore。
　　　〃There　is　somebody　else　who　must　be　mentioned　in　connection　with　Cedrics　death；〃　Dumbledore　went　on。　〃I　am　talking；　of　course；　about　Harry　Potter。〃
　　　A　kind　of　ripple　crossed　the　Great　Hall　as　a　few　heads　turned　in　Harry's　direction　before　flicking　back　to　face　Dumbledore。
　　　〃Harry　Potter　managed　to　escape　Lord　Voldemort；〃　said　Dumbledore。　〃He　risked　his　own　life　to　return　Cedric's　body　to　Hogwarts。　He　showed；　in　every　respect；　the　sort　of　bravery　that　few　wizards　have　ever　shown　in　facing　Lord　Voldemort；　and　for　this；　I　honor　him。〃
　　　Dumbledore　turned　gravely　to　Harry　and　raised　his　goblet　once　more。　Nearly　everyone　in　the　Great　Hall　followed　suit。　They　murmured　his　name；　as　they　had　murmured　Cedric's；　and　drank　to　him。　But　through　a　gap　in　the　standing　figures。　Harry　saw　that　Malfoy；　Crabbe；　Goyle；　and　many　of　the　other　Slytherins　had　remained　defiantly　in　their　seats；　their　goblets　untouched。　Dumbledore；　who　after　all　possessed　no　magical　eye；　did　not　see　them。
　　　When　everyone　had　once　again　resumed　their　seats；　Dumbledore　continued；　〃The　Triwizard　Tournament's　aim　was　to　further　and　promote　magical　understanding。　In　the　light　of　what　has　happened…of　Lord　Voldemorts　return…such　ties　are　more　important　than　ever　before。〃
　　　Dumbledore　looked　from　Madame　Maxime　and　Hagrid；　to　Fleur　Delacour　and　her　fellow　Beauxbatons　students；　to　Viktor　Krum　and　the　Durmstrangs　at　the　Slytherin　table。　Krum；　Harry　saw；　looked　wary；　almost　frightened；　as　though　he　expected　Dumbledore　to　say　something　harsh。
　　　〃Every　guest　in　this　Hall；〃　said　Dumbledore；　and　his　eyes　lingered　upon　the　Durmstrang　students；　〃will　be　weled　back　here　at　any　time；　should　they　wish　to　e。　I　say　to　you　all；　once　again…in　the　light　of　Lord　Voldemort's　return；　we　are　only　as　strong　as　we　are　united；　as　weak　as　we　are　divided。　Lord　Voldemorts　gift　for　spreading　discord　and　enmity　is　very　great。　We　can　fight　it　only　by　showing　an　equally　strong　bond　of　friendship　and　trust。　Differences　of　habit　and　language　are　nothing　at　all　if　our　aims　are　identical　and　our　hearts　are　open。
　　　〃It　is　my　beliefand　never　have　I　so　hoped　that　I　am　mistaken…that　we　are　all　facing　dark　and　difficult　times。　Some　of　you　in　this　Hall　have　already　suffered　directly　at　the　hands　of　Lord　Voldemort。　Many　of　your　families　have　been　torn　asunder。　A　week　ago；　a　student　was　taken　from　our　midst。
　　　〃Remember　Cedric。　Remember；　if　the　time　should　e　when　you　have　to　make　a　choice　between　what　is　right　and　what　is　easy；　remember　what　happened　to　a　boy　who　was　good；　and　kind；　and　brave；　because　he　strayed　across　the　path　of　Lord　Voldemort。　Remember　Cedric　Diggory。〃
　　　Harry's　trunk　was　packed；　Hedwig　was　back　in　her　cage　on　top　of　it。　He；　Ron；　and　Hermione　were　waiting　in　the　crowded　entrance　hall　with　the　rest　of　the　fourth　years　for　the　carriages　that　would　take　them　back　to　Hogsmeade　station。　It　was　another　beautiful　summer's　day。　He　supposed　that　Privet　Drive　would　be　hot　and　leafy；　its　flower　beds　a　riot　of　color；　when　he　arrived　there　that　evening。　The　thought　gave　him　no　pleasure　at　all。
　　　〃'Arry！〃
　　　He　looked　around。　Fleur　Delacour　was　hurrying　up　the　stone　steps　into　the　castle。　Beyond　her；　far　across　the　grounds。　Harry　could　see　Hagrid　helping　Madame　Maxime　to　back　two　of　the　giant　horses　into　their　harness。　The　Beauxbatons　carriage　was　about　to　take　off。
　　　〃We　will　see　each　uzzer　again；　I　'ope；〃　said　Fleur　as　she　reached　him；　holding　out　her　hand。　〃I　am　'oping　to　get　a　job　'ere；　to　improve　my　Eenglish。〃
　　　〃It's　very　good　already；〃　said　Ron　in　a　strangled　sort　of　voice。　Fleur　smiled　at　him；　Hermione　scowled。
　　　〃Good…bye；　'Arry；〃　said　Fleur；　turning　to　go。　〃It　'az　been　a　pleasure　meeting　you！〃
　　　Harrys　spirits　couldn't　help　but　lift　slightly　as　he　watched　Fleur　hurry　back　across　the　lawns　to　Madame　Maxime；　her　silvery　hair　rippling　in　the　sunlight。
　　　Wonder　how　the　Durmstrang　students　are　getting　back；〃　said　Ron。　〃D'　you　reckon　they　can　steer　that　ship　without　Karkaroff？〃
　　　〃Karkaroff　did　not　steer；〃　said　a　gruff　voice。　〃He　stayed　in　his　cabin　and　let　us　do　the　vork。〃
　　　Krum　had　e　to　say　good…bye　to　Hermione。　〃Could　I　have　a　vord？〃　he　asked　her。
　　　〃Oh。。。　yes　。。。all　right；〃　said　Hermione；　looking　slightly　flustered；　and　following　Krum　through　the　crowd　and　out　of　sight。
　　　〃You'd　better　hurry　up！〃　Ron　called　loudly　after　her。　〃The　carriages'll　be　here　in　a　minute！〃
　　　He　let　Harry　keep　a　watch　for　the　carriages；　however；　and　spent　the　next　few　minutes　craning　his　neck　over　the　crowd　to　try　and　see　what　Krum　and　Hermione　might　be　up　to。　They　returned　quite　soon。　Ron　stared　at　Hermione；　but　her　face　was　quite　impassive。
　　　〃I　liked　Diggory；〃　said　Krum　abruptly　to　Harry。　〃He　vos　alvays　polite　to　me。　Alvays。　Even　though　I　vos　from　Durmstrang…with　Karkaroff；〃　he　added；　scowling。
　　　〃Have　you　got　a　new　headmaster　yet？〃　said　Harry
　　　Krum　shrugged。　He　held　out　his　hand　as　Fleur　had　done；　shook　Harry's　hand；　and　then　Ron's。　Ron　looked　as　though　he　was　suffering　some　sort　of　painful　internal　struggle。　Krum　had　already　started　walking　away　when　Ron　burst　out；　〃Can　I　have　your　autograph？〃
　　　Hermione　turned　away；　smiling　at　the　horseless　carriages　that　were　now　trundling　toward　them　up　the　drive；　as　Krum；　looking　surprised　but　gratified；　signed　a　fragment　of　parchment　for　Ron。
　　　
　　　The　weather　could　not　have　been　more　different　on　the　journey　back　to　King's　Cross　than　it　had　been　on　their　way　to　Hogwarts　the　previous　September。　There　wasn't　a　single　cloud　in　the　sky。　Harry；　Ron；　and　Hermione　had　managed　to　get　a　partment　to　themselves。　Pigwidgeon　was　once　again　hidden　under　Rons　dress　robes　to　stop　him　from　hooting　continually；　Hedwig　was　dozing；　her　head　under　her　wing；　and　Crookshanks　was　curled　up　in　a　spare　seat　like　a　large；　furry　ginger　cushion。　Harry；　Ron；　and　Hermione　talked　more　fully　and　freely　than　they　had　all　week　as　the　train　sped　them　southward。　Harry　felt　as　though　Dumbledore's　speech　at　the　Leaving　Feast　had　unblocked　him；　somehow。　It　was　less　painful　to　discuss　what　had　happened　now。　They　broke　off　their　conversation　about　what　action　Dumbledore　might　be　taking；　even　now；　to　stop　Voldemort　only　when　the　lunch　trolley　arrived。
　　　When　Hermione　returned　from　the　trolley　and　put　her　money　back　into　her　schoolbag；　she　dislodged　a　copy　of　the　Daily　Prophet　that　she　had　been　carrying　in　there。　Harry　looked　at　it；　unsure　whether　he　really　wanted　to　know　what　it　might　say；　but　Hermione；　seeing　him　looking　at　it；　said　calmly；　〃There's　nothing　in　there。　You　can　look　for　yourself；　but　there's　nothing　at　all。　I've　been　checking　every　day。　Just　a　small　piece　the　day　after　the　third　task　saying　you　won　the　tournament。　They　didn't　even　mention　Cedric。　Nothing　about　any　of　it。　If　you　ask　me。　Fudge　is　forcing　them　to　keep　quiet。〃
　　　〃He'll　never　keep　Rita　quiet；〃　said　Harry。　〃Not　on　a　story　like　this。〃
　　　〃Oh；　Rita　hasn't　written　anything　at　all　since　the　third　task；〃　said　Hermione　in　an　oddly　constrained　voice。　〃As　a　matter　o