Crabbe and Goyle sniggered.
But Harry didn't have long to brood. In next to no time, Aunt Petunia was shrieking up the stairs for Harry to come down and get ready to welcome their guest.
On Halloween morning, Harry awoke with the rest and went down to breakfast, feeling thoroughly depressed, though doing his best to act normally.
¡°What about Dumbledore, Hagrid?¡± said Harry.
¡°It all depends on the points ¡ª a margin of a hundred either way ¡ª¡±