““He held out his hand, and Scrimgeour leaned forward again and placed the Snitch, slowly and deliberately, into Harry�s palm. Nothing happened. As Harry�s fingers closed around the Snitch, its tired wings fluttered and were still. Scrimgeour, Ron, and Hermione continued to gaze avidly at the now partially concealed ball, as if still hoping it might transform in some way. �That was dramatic,� said Harry coolly. Both Ron and Hermione laughed.””
