“Well, it’s a ’undred an' twen'y for the Orange team, but here comes Professor Lockhart,” Hagrid said, out of breath from the extra announcing.
Meanwhile, Filch, who by now was holding onto his broomstick for dear life, while securing his club under one knee, saw something out of the corner of his eye. It hovered for a moment, glittering in the sunlight, then swirled straight down.
Filch made his way carefully to Professor Flitwick.
“Professor, look!” He whispered, cautiously pointing towards the Snitch.
Wordlessly, Professor Flitwick made a sharp dive.
“Not again!” Professors Burbage and Snape breathed in unison.