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第6章 丑陋的灵

“I understand, sir, of course,” said Mr. Borgin. “Let me see…”

“I believe she thought I had forgotten my station, and yours,

“I daresay not,” rejoined Stryver, nodding his head in a

“I’m Mister Noah Claypole,” said the charity-boy, “and you’re

“I only meant – do you know where it is? Have you ever seen it?”

“He must have Disapparated, Severus. We should have left somebody in the room with him. When this gets out —”

“I don't know…It's marked on the Marauder's Map but Fred and George said no one's ever gotten into it…It goes off the edge of the map, but it looked like it was heading for Hogsmeade…”

“I wanted to talk to you. Professor,” Harry said quickly, looking at Dumbledore, who gave him a swift, searching look.

“It is a long time since my last visit,” said Dumbledore, peering down his crooked nose at Uncle Vernon. “I must say, your agapanthus are flourishing.”