Harry's mind raced at lightning speed. With barely a moment to think, he made his decision: he must not let those gold coins touch him!
A chill surged from his spine straight to his head. He snatched up the Nimbus 2000 lying nearby, his palms slick with nervous sweat.
Planting a foot on the broom's stirrup, he yanked hard with both hands and swung himself up into the saddle.
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