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"He asked me whether I was ready to risk everything for him. I was ready. It was my dream, my greatest ambition, to serve him, to prove myself to him. He told me he needed to place a faithful servant at Hogwarts. A servant who would guide Harry Potter through the Triwizard Tournament without appearing to do so. A servant who would watch over Harry Potter. Ensure he reached the Triwizard Cup. Turn the cup into a Portkey, which would take the first person to touch it to my master. But first -"
They bowed clumsily, muttering dully.
Let it drown, Harry thought, his scar burning almost past endurance, please. . . let it drown. . . .
"Where's Dumbledore?" Fudge demanded of Mrs. Weasley.
"Master!" he shrieked, "Master, forgive me! Forgive us all!"
Mr. Diggory looked as though he was going to say something angry, but his wife laid a hand on his arm, and he merely shrugged and turned away.
"And I answer myself, perhaps they believed a still greater power could exist, one that could vanquish even Lord Voldemort. . . perhaps they now pay allegiance to another . . .
He was lifted into the air in its front legs; struggling madly, he tried to kick it; his leg connected with the pincers and next moment he was in excruciating pain. He could hear Cedric yelling "Stupefy!" too, but his spell had no more effect than Harry's - Harry raised his wand as the spider opened its pincers once more and shouted "Expelliarmus!"
"You - you cannot be serious!" Fudge gasped, shaking his head and retreating further from Dumbledore. "If the magical community got wind that I had approached the giants -people hate them, Dumbledore - end of my career -"
. . You have a streak of pride and independence that might have ruined all.
Fudge's curious smile lingered. He too glanced at Harry, then looked back at Dumbledore, and said, "You are - er - prepared to take Harry's word on this, are you, Dumbledore?"
"An old man," Harry said, his throat still constricted. "Bertha Jorkins. And . . ."
"He's back," Harry whispered. "He's back. Voldemort."
"Yeah," said Harry, glad that Cedric had made the suggestion rather than him.
"I'll go to Dad," said Bill, standing up. "I'll go now."