Harry Potter and the Goblin of Fire Ants
Chapter Three
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By
Jason Richard
So Harry, the Weasley's, and the Diggorys took a portkey to the tournament. It was an object that you touched that teleported you to a pre-set location at preset times. Harry was always excited to see new magic, but as they walked through the forest to the Quidditch World cup, he had one question.
"Why was the portkey a boot?" asked Harry.
"Well Harry," said Mr. Weasley. "Port keys are disguised as ordinary objects to hide them from muggles. They just see a useless piece of junk."
"But plenty of people will pick up useless pieces of junk," said Harry. "
"Oh nonsense," said Mr. Weasley. "Trust me. Muggles don't pick up the kind of things and won't get teleported."
Nearby Muggle: "Oh my gosh I just teleported! Am I in Star Trek!?"
Mr. Weasley: "Come on Harry, we don't want to be late."
Harry: "Whatever you say Mr. Weasley."
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The Quidditch world cup took place in a giant stadium, a really big one, I mean you wouldn't believe how big this stadium was. Mr. Weasley explained how the area had muggle repelling charms to make them avoid that area. Harry didn't care, however, he was about to see what professional Quidditch players could do.
As they climbed the stairs to their seat, however, they ran unto and familiar but unfriendly face.
"Harry Potter!" cried Draco Malfoy.
Malfoy was covered in bandages, which made Harry grin.
"Something bad happen over the summer?" asked Harry.
"I don't know how you did it," said Malfoy. "I don't know how you got every Hippogriff in the world to go after me…"
Harry: "You mean besides magic?"
Draco: "Well, that's…I mean it's not…shut up!"
"And wait," said Harry. "Every Hippogriff in the world? I only intended for Buckbeack to beat you up again. You were actually dumb enough to insult every Hippogriff in the world? Oh man, I would kill to see that!"
"Mark my words," said Malfoy. "I will get back at you for this. I will get back at you!"
"Yeah, sure," said Harry.
They left and found their box. Mr. Weasley had gotten his tickets from another Ministry official after helping him out. When they got there, they found a little house elf sitting there wearing a tea towel.
"Hello," said Harry. "What are you doing here?"
"I am Winky," said the little house elf with a voice as squeaky as Dobby's, but sounded more feminine. "And Winky is saving a seat for her master, Master Barty Crouch, so don't sit in this seat."
"Okay," said Harry.
He sat down with the others, but his eyes were drawn back to winky, who kept bringing her hands up to her eyes as if to cover them, only to bring them back down. She was also trembling quite a bit.
"Are you alright?" asked Harry.
"Winky is fine," said Winky. "Winky is afraid of heights."
They were in the top box, hundreds of feet in the air.
"And your master sent you to save him a seat up here anyway?" asked Harry in disbelief. "That's terrible."
"Oh no!" said Winky. "Master Crouch is a great Master! I am proud to serve him!"
Harry: "But he makes you go high up when you're afraid of heights."
"Oh no, just this once!" said Winky. "Well…there was that time Mr. Crouch had me ride with him on his broom so I could pick bugs from the broom's bristles. Oh, and he did need me to climb a tall tree to get a pair of socks he dropped out of a ten-story window…and another time he commanded me to go to the top of a building to chase off a bird that kept chirping out his window and annoying him, but other than that he' s never made me go up high. He's very kind."
Harry: "You're covering your eyes."
Winky: "AAH! Master Crouch will be angry with Winky!"
Harry: "Well, she's crazy."