"Yes, that's not much for a poor child," said the woman.
“C'mon,” said Fred, grabbing Ginny's hand and starting to pull her toward the wood. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and George followed. They all looked back as they reached the trees. The crowd beneath the Roberts family was larger than ever; they could see the Ministry wizards trying to get through it to the hooded wizards in the center, but they were having great difficulty. It looked as though they were scared to perform any spell that might make the Roberts family fall.
"Not much. Straws show which way the wind blows, and I've made several discoveries today."
"Don't cough, sir; I will not have people cough on my domain without my permission.
Good. Now what's this?
His tendency, and we say it with the proper amount of regret, would not constitute classic taste.
Hermione cast an appraising eye over the veiled figure.