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"Madame Hooch was refereeing. She stood in the middle of the pitch waiting for the two teams,
her broom in her hand.
'Now I want a nice fair game, all of you,' she said.
'Mount your brooms, please.'
Madame Hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle.
Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air. They were off..."
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