¡°And we've got a Seeker who has never failed to win us a match!¡± Wood rumbled, glaring at Harry with a kind of furious pride. ¡°And me,¡± he added as an afterthought.
¡°There she is,¡± said Harry.
¡°We've got our first match on Saturday!¡± said Harry, outraged. ¡°I've got to train, Professor!¡±
¡°Right,¡± said Harry, putting down his empty teacup.
The end of the lesson in sight, Snape strode over to Neville, who was cowering by his cauldron.