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第7章 龙神识

Harry didn't say anything. He was thinking back to the person he'd seen on the other bank of the lake. He knew who he thought it had been… but how could it have been?

Harry dried his hands, impervious to the beauty of the scene outside the window and to the murmuring of the others in the sitting room. He looked out over the ocean and felt closer, this dawn, than ever before, closer to the heart of it all.

hastened to assure him that nobody was laughing; and to prove

hayfield. A piece of black volcanic glass. You'll find something buried under it I want you to have.

Harry was so relieved she was taking him seriously that he did not hesitate, but jumped out of bed at once, pulled on his dressing gown and pushed his glasses back on to his nose.

having in his hand a meat-hook with three teeth;

He stepped over the spider's tangled legs to join Harry, who stared at him. Cedric was serious. He was walking away from the sort of glory Hufflepuff House hadn't had in centuries.

He knew very well, that in his horror of the deed which had

He experienced no other crosses on the way, than those which