"Oh-! My goodness!"
Fred shouted from the commentary box in a feverish voice.
"Ladies and gentlemen! You're witnessing history! Marauders Power Company's latest model, featuring proprietary technology, exclusively for the Proud One-the Resentment Reincarnation: Flavored Thick Cream Blessing System makes its public debut!"
"Look at Mr. Warrington!"
George chimed in seamlessly.
"He's been tightly embraced by our company's enthusiasm and fragrance! With this brand-new look, I bet every House-elf at Hogwarts will fall in love with that rich aroma!"
On one side of the noisy pitch, a quiet corner of the Quidditch stands had been cordoned off with magical ropes.
"Student Safety Independent Observation Group-Field Observation Area"
Harry Potter sat there, watching the lively scene in the distance with mixed feelings.
He could see Ron rolling on the ground with laughter alongside another Gryffindor student.
He could also see a trace of disappointment on the faces of the other selected observation group members at being unable to take part.
Beside him, Deputy Director Alastor Moody watched it all coldly with his normal eye.
His blue magical eye spun wildly as always.
"Did you see that, Potter?"
Moody's raspy voice grated on Harry's ears.
"Of course I did, Professor."
Harry replied, "Warrington... they really got him badly."
"That's not what I meant!"
Moody growled, rapping the end of his walking stick hard against the ground.
"I'm asking what you saw! What a real Auror ought to see on a battlefield!"
Harry froze, trying hard to recall the scene.
"His... his spell was powerful. But the shield absorbed the spell, then counterattacked."
"Rubbish!"
Moody interrupted impatiently. "Even that Troll over there could see that! I want details! Analysis!"
His tone grew as stern and urgent as if he were teaching a lesson.
"Before that Confringo hit the shield, did the runes on