Book 1 - James Potter and the Hall of Elders' Crossing

“Harry, Titus, James, Zane, and Ted,” Hagrid called out very slowly, “meet Prechka. Prechka, these
are friends.”
Prechka bent down slightly so that her head hovered over Grawp’s shoulder. She made a low,
interrogative grunt that James thought actually rattled the windows in Hagrid’s cottage. Harry raised his lit
wand over his head and smiled. “Prechka, Grawp, thank you both for coming and helping us. We won’t
keep you long, I hope. Hagrid has explained what we are asking you to do tonight, has he?”
Grawp gathered himself to speak. “Harry look for sneaking man. Grawp and Prechka help.”
“Excellent,” Harry said, turning to address the group. “Hagrid, you take Trife and get him on the
scent from the path. See if he can pick up anything leading off the trail into the forest or around the lake. If
so, send up a red signal. Ted, you’ll be with me and Prechka in the forest. Zane, James, you’ll both join
Titus and Grawp searching the perimeter of the lake. We’re searching for a back trail as much as we’re
looking for the intruder himself, so watch for broken branches, disturbed undergrowth and ground leaves,
and anything human-related, such as bits of cloth, trash, papers, or anything of that nature. Everyone clear?”
“Who’re we looking for, Harry?” Ted asked.
Harry was already approaching Prechka slowly. “We’ll know that when we find him, won’t we?”
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