时间：2020 01-24 作者：bmezcex 浏览量：31063
'Anything wrong, Professor?' called Madam Pomfrey, poking her head around her office door.
'Telephone,' whispered Hermione.
'Bye, then, Potter,' said Moody, grasping Harry's shoulder for a moment with a gnarled hand.
That's right, isn't it?' Harry urged him. 'You died, but I'm talking to you . . . you can walk around Hogwarts and everything, can't you?'
The Dementors have left Azkaban,' said Malfoy quietly. 'Dad and the others'll be out in no time . . .'
'Harry, we'll have you away from there as soon as we can,' Mrs Weasley whispered, hugging him again.
'He will not come back,' repeated Nick. 'He will have . . . gone on.'
'. . . while the other survives,' said Dumbledore.
'I won't be long . . . look, you go ahead . . ."
'Yes,' said Neville, 'everything's settled right back to normal.'
She gestured towards the noticeboard, upon which, sure enough, she had pinned a list of all her missing books and clothes, with a plea for their return.
The odd thing, Harry,' he said softly, 'is that it may not have meant you at all. Sybill's prophecy could have applied to two wizard boys, both born at the end of July that year, both of whom had parents in the Order of the Phoenix, both sets of parents having narrowly escaped Voldemort three times. One, of course, was you. The other was Neville Longbottom.'
As Mr Weasley had single-handedly demolished most of the Dursleys' living room two years previously, Harry would have been very surprised if Uncle Vernon had forgotten him. Sure enough, Uncle Vernon turned a deeper shade of puce and glared at Mr Weasley, but chose not to say anything, partly, perhaps, because the Dursleys were outnumbered two to one. Aunt Petunia looked both frightened and embarrassed; she kept glancing around, &s though terrified somebody she knew would see her in such company. Dudley, meanwhile, seemed to be trying to look small and insignificant, a feat at which he was failing extravagantly.;
He was sprinting out of the dormitory and down the spiral staircase, hitting the walls as he ran and barely noticing; he hurtled across the empty common room, through the portrait hole and off along the corridor, ignoring the Fat Lady, who called after him: The feast is about to start, you know, you're cutting it very fine!'（央视记者 徐海霞）