Hermione was the last to climb the hill, and Su Er took her hand to give her a helping pull.
"Now we just need to find the Portkey." Mr. Weasley took off his glasses and wiped them on the hem of his clothes. They had misted over during the climb.
Mr. Weasley put his clean glasses back on. "We have about ten minutes left. We need to find the Portkey quickly. Once the time has passed, it'll stop working. Spread out and look carefully. It won't be very big..."
Everyone immediately scattered. They had only been searching for two or three minutes when a shout pierced the quiet night sky.
"Over here, Arthur! Come over! Son, we've found the Portkey."
At the other end of the hilltop, two figures stood in the dim light of the approaching dawn, one of them waving at them.
"Amos!" Mr. Weasley smiled and walked toward the waving man. "How are you?" Everyone else immediately followed.
Amos was a man with a short brown beard and a very red face, rather like a drunk.
Two large hands quickly clasped and shook. Su Er saw that Amos was holding a tattered old boot in his other hand. It looked as though it had gone moldy.
Apparently, this was the Portkey they would be using this time.
Beside Amos stood Cedric Diggory, a fellow Hufflepuff in a year above Su Er and another outstanding student of their house.
"Let me introduce everyone," Mr. Weasley said. "This is Amos Diggory. He works in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. And I don't need to say much about the other one, do I? I think you all know him."
"Hi." Cedric waved to everyone.
"Of course. Cedric's quite famous at school." Su Er smiled and