Dumbledore backed out of the room, closed the door, and took out his wand to magically lock it. Panicking, Harry and Hermione ran forward. Dumbledore looked up, and a wide smile appeared under the long silver mustache. ¡°Well?¡± he said quietly.
Silently they tramped through the grounds, the castle lights growing slowly larger. Snape was still drifting weirdly ahead of Black, his chin bumping on his chest. And then -
¡°We're not playing Slytherin!¡± he told them, looking very angry. ¡°Flint's just been to see me. We're playing Hufflepuff instead.¡±
¡°You think so?¡± said Lupin lightly. ¡°Do you really think anyone deserves that?¡±