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Looking extremely apprehensive, Krum moved forward and squatted down next to Mr. Crouch.
"Why are Moody and Crouch so keen to get into Snapes office then?" said Ron stubbornly.
"How indeed?" muttered Dumbledore. "How indeed . . ."
"Of course," Sirius muttered, pacing up and down, "of course, he'd want to pin it on anyone but his own elf... and then he sacked her?"
"These names are?" said Mr. Crouch sharply.
"It's my business if you're blackmailing someone," said Ron. "George's right, you could end up in serious trouble for that."
"Hagrid is providing a number of creatures . . . then there will be spells that must be broken ... all that sort of thing, you know. Now, the champions who are leading on points will get a head start into the maze." Bagman grinned at Harry and Cedric. "Then Mr. Krum will enter . . . then Miss Delacour. But you'll all be in with a fighting chance, depending how well you get past the obstacles. Should be fun, eh?"
Ron stared into the common room fire. Harry thought he saw Ron shiver slightly, even though the evening was warm.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Harry lied coldly.
The silvery light from the Pensieve illuminated Dumbledore's face, and it struck Harry suddenly how very old he was looking. He knew, of course, that Dumbledore was getting on in years, but somehow he never really thought of Dumbledore as an old man.
turned spy for us, at great personal risk. He is now no more a Death Eater than I am."
"That's right!" said Bagman. "A maze. The third task's really very straightforward.
"You two," counseled Moody, his normal eye on Ron and Hermione, "you stick close to Potter, all right? I'm keeping an eye on things, but all the same . . . you can never have too many eyes out."
"Put it away!" snarled Snape, his black eyes sweeping the classroom.
Harry shook his head, staring at the place where he'd seen movement. He slipped his hand inside his robes, reaching for his wand.
"He wasn't the only one," said Sirius bitterly. "Most go mad in there, and plenty stop eating in the end. They lose the will to live. You could always tell when a death was coming, because the dementors could sense it, they got excited. That boy looked pretty sickly when he arrived. Crouch being an important Ministry member, he and his wife were allowed a deathbed visit. That was the last time I saw Barty Crouch, half carrying his wife past my cell. She died herself, apparently, shortly afterward. Grief. Wasted away just like the boy. Crouch never came for his sons body. The dementors buried him outside the fortress; I watched them do it."（央视记者 徐海霞）