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第8章 变故突起

“No one's tried to attack me all year,” said Harry. “No one's done anything to me at all-”

“Potter,” said Professor McGonagall, hurrying up to him, as students flooded the platform, jostling for position, receiving instructions, “Aren’t you supposed to be looking for something?”

“Oh yeah…”

“Now, Wormtail,” said the cold voice, “perhaps one more little reminder why I will not tolerate another blunder from you.…”

“Macnair and Fudge would've come too,” said Harry bitterly. “I bet you anything Fudge would've told Macnair to murder Sirius on the spot….”

“Now, Ben,” replied the coachman impatiently.

“Oh, yeah - pure-blood!” said Malfoy, not listening, and a stone door concealed in the wall slid open. Malfoy marched through it, and Harry and Ron followed him.

“Mollywobbles,” whispered a mortified Mrs. Weasley into the crack at the edge of the door.

“Sir - what exactly do you mean by the horror within'the Chamber?”