¡°Keep talking, Malfoy, and I'll give you a real injury,¡± snarled Ron.
Harry kicked off into the air and the Firebolt zoomed higher and faster than any other broom; he soared around the stadium and began squinting around for the Snitch, listening all the while to the commentary, which was being provided by the Weasley twins¡¯ friend Lee Jordan.
¡°Won¡¯ make no diff'rence!¡± sobbed Hagrid. ¡°Them Disposal devils, they're all in Lucius Malfoy's pocket! Scared o¡¯ him! Ad if I lose the case, Buckbeak ¡ª¡±