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Hermione clapped her hands to her mouth.
'Are they hidden?' asked Ron. 'Is it a secret, where they are?'
Umbridge wheeled round and strode the length of the cabin, looking around carefully. She bent and peered under the bed. She opened Hagrid's cupboards. She passed within two inches of where Harry, Ron and Hermione stood pressed against the wall; Harry actually pulled in his stomach as she walked by. After looking carefully inside the enormous cauldron Hagrid used for cooking, she wheeled round again and said, 'What has happened to you? How did you sustain those injuries?'
'Walking,' Ron mumbled. He was still wearing his Quidditch things.
'It was that thug Crabbe,' said Angelina angrily, 'he whacked the Bludger at you the moment he saw you'd got the Snitch - but we won, Harry, we won!'
'I mean we soon found out he didn' object ter all wizards - 'just us.'
Hagrid choked in his mug and dropped his steak at the same time; a large quantity of spit, tea and dragon blood was sprayed over the table as Hagrid coughed and spluttered and the steak slid, with a soft splat, on to the floor.
Professor Umbridge was standing in the doorway wearing her green tweed cloak and a matching hat with earflaps. Lips pursed, she leaned back so as to see Hagrid's face; she barely reached his navel.
Blood rushed into Professor McGonagall's face.
Hermione told him the full story; Harry could not bear to tell it again. When she had finished, Ron looked more anguished than ever.