Bagman's words,
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green. Fleur Delacour and Krum hadn't reacted at all. Perhaps they thought they
might be sick if they opened their mouths; that was certainly how Harry felt. But
they,
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And in no time at all,
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passing the tent,
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separate from the crowd as though they were a different species. And then - it
seemed like about a second later to Harry - Bagman was opening the neck of the
purple silk sack.
"Ladies first," he said, offering it to Fleur Delacour.
She put a shaking hand inside the bag and drew out a tiny, perfect model of a
dragon - a Welsh Green. It had the number two around its neck And Harry knew,
by the fact that Fleur showed no sign of surprise, but rather a determined
resignation, that he had been right: Madame Maxime had told her what was
coming.