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第6章 惊人的联系

swore a dreadful oath that he would be ‘Gormed’ if he didn’t cut

the pain. He pulled out the thorn and bound up the paw of the Lion, who

the benefit of exercise, the pleasure of society, or the advantages of

The favour was too much to bear; in an instant the barrier of dust

The dogs, who, in common with their masters, seemed to have

surrounded by a firmament, all bright with gleaming eyes.

supposed possible.

The Bloody Baron was the Slytherin ghost, a gaunt and silent specter covered in silver bloodstains. He was the only person at Hogwarts who could really control Peeves.

The rain was falling more heavily now. On Madam Hooch's whistle, Harry kicked hard into the air and heard the telltale whoosh of the Bludger behind him. Higher and higher Harry climbed; he looped and swooped, spiraled, zigzagged, and rolled. Slightly dizzy, he nevertheless kept his eyes wide open, rain was speckling his glasses and ran up his nostrils as he hung upside down, avoiding another fierce dive from the Bludger. He could hear laughter from the crowd; he knew he must look very stupid, but the rogue Bludger was heavy and couldn't change direction as quickly as Harry could; he began a kind of roller-coaster ride around the edges of the stadium, squinting through the silver sheets of rain to the Gryffindor goal posts, where Adrian Pucey was trying to get past Wood.