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A confused tangle of shapes, a howling rush of voices . . .
'Hope this clears up. What's up with you, Hermione?'
'Professor Binns,' said Harry loudly, and everyone in the class turned to look at him. 'I'm not feeling well.'
He had no idea how he was going to see the Snitch in this weather; he was having enough difficulty seeing the one Bludger with which they were practising; a minute into the practice it almost unseated him and he had to use the Sloth Grip Roll to avoid it. Unfortunately, Angelina did not see this. In fact, she did not appear to be able to see anything; none of them had a clue what the others were doing. The wind was picking up; even at a distance Harry could hear the swishing, pounding sounds of the rain pummelling the surface of the lake.