Reading from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Many Voices
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At long last, the golden plates returned to their original spotless state. There was a sharp upswing in the level of noise within the hall, which died away almost instantly. A stumbled or got to his feet on either side of him, Professor car, car off, and Madame Maxxim looked as tense and expectant as anyone. Ludo Bagman was beaming and winking at various students. Mr Crash, whoever looked quite uninterested, almost bored. Well, the coverage is almost ready to make its decision, said Dumbbell Door. I estimate that it requires one more minute now when the champions names are cold. I would ask them place to come to the top of the whole, walk along the staff table and go through into the next chamber. He indicated the door behind the staff table where they will be receiving their first instructions. He took out his wand and gave a great sweeping wave with it at once. All the candles except those inside the carve pumpkins were extinguished, plunging them into a state of semi darkness. The Goblet of fire now shone more brightly than anything in the whole hall. The sparkling bright blue yacht Bluey whiteness of the flames almost painful to the eyes. Everyone watched waiting. A few people kept checking their watches. Any second, Lee Jordan whispered two seats away from Harry, the flames inside the goblet turned suddenly read again. Sparks began to fly from it. Next moment, a tongue of flame shot into the air. A charred piece of parchment fluttered out of it. The whole room gasped, doubled or cop the piece of parchment and held it at arm's length so that he could read it by the light of the flames, which had turned back to Blue White. The champion foot down strong, he read in a clear, strong voice. Will be Viktor Krum. No surprises there! Yelled Ron! As a storm of applause and cheering swept the hall. Harry saw Viktor Krum rise from the sliver and table and slouch up toward double door. He turned right, walked along the staff table and disappeared through the door into the next chamber, Bravo, Victor boomed car car off so loudly that everyone could hear him even over all the applause. No, you had it in you. The clapping and chatting died down. Now everyone's attention was focused again on the goblet, which seconds later turned red once more, a second piece of parchment shot out of it, propelled by the flames. The champion for Boba Tone said Dumbledore is slow. Delic are. It's her own! Harry shouted as the girl, who's resembled a villa, got gracefully to her feet, shook back her sheet of silvery blonde hair and swept up between the raven Klawonn Hufflepuff tables. Oh, look feral. Disappointed her mind, he said over the noise, nodding to the remainder of the vote for prom party. Disappointed was a bit of an understatement. Harry thought two of the girls, who had not been selected, had dissolved into tears and were sobbing with their heads on their arms. When Florida will occur to had vanished into the side chamber, silence fell again. But this time it was a silence so stiff with excitement you could almost taste it. The hog words champion next, and the Goblet of Fire turned red once more, sparks showered out of it, the tongue of flame shot high into the air, and from its tip, dumbbell door polled the third piece of parchment. The Hogwarts champion he called is Cedric Diggory. No, said Ron loudly, but nobody heard him. Except for Harry, the uproar from the next table was too great. Every single Hufflepuff had jumped to his his or her feet, screaming and stamping a Cedric made his way past them, grinning broadly and headed off towards the chamber behind the teacher's table. Indeed, the applause for Cedric went on so long that it was some time before doubled or could make himself heard again. X saloons, dumbbell door called happily is the last of the tumult died down. Well, we know have, 03 champions. I am sure I can count upon all of you, including the remaining students from Bogota and term strong to give your champions every ounce of support you can muster by cheering your champion on. You will contribute in a very real but doubled or suddenly stop speaking. And it was apparent to everybody what had distracted him. The fire in the goblet had just turned red again. Sparks were flying out of it along flame, shot suddenly out into the air and born upon. It was another piece of parchment automatically, it seemed, double door, reached out a long hand and sees the parchment. He held it out and stared at the name written upon it. There was a long pause during which dumbbell door stared at the slipping his hands and everyone in the room stared double door, then double door, cleared his throat and read out Harry Porter.