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第3章 再坑一把

“For your information, he hasn't asked me one single thing about Harry, not one -”

“But — I stopped Sirius and Professor Lupin from killing Pettigrew! That makes it my fault if Voldemort comes back!”

“But you think you're right?” said Harry.

“As I was prepared to hear, sir.”

“Do as you please, sir.”

“Anyway,” Ginny went on, “he must have been checking whether the coast was clear to let the Death Eaters out, because the moment he saw us he threw something into the air and it all went pitch-black—”

“Fingers in your ears!” bellowed Mr. Weasley as the veela started to dance in celebration. Harry screwed up his eyes too; he wanted to keep his mind on the game. After a few seconds, he chanced a glance at the field. The veela had stopped dancing, and Bulgaria was again in possession of the Quaffle.

“Easy for you to say,” muttered Harry, thinking of Romilda Vane.

“But, however that may be,” resumed the nephew, glancing at