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第8章 劫掠者

behind the door; sallies were made at all hours; and incessant war

Bill and Fleur’s cottage stood alone on a cliff overlooking the sea, its walls embedded with shells and whitewashed. It was a lonely and beautiful place. Wherever Harry went inside the tiny cottage or its garden, he could hear the constant ebb and flow of the sea, like the breathing of some great, slumbering creature. He spent much of the next few days making excuses to escape the crowded cottage, craving the cliff-top view of open sky and wide, empty sea, and the feel of cold, salty wind on his face. The enormity of his decision not to race Voldemort to the wand still scared Harry. He could not remember, ever before, choosing /not/ to act. He was full of doubts, doubts that Ron could not help voicing whenever they were together.

Bible, which he had been studying all the week, and in the

away in the midst of it.

apron for the purpose, and assisted by one or two women, ladled

Any student found to have formed, or to belong to, an organisation,

and, as there seemed no better place of concealment, and the tide

behind. Delighted to be of any service to her, I ran back to fetch it.

be the hearing? if all was hearing, where would be the smelling?