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第9章 赛道和赛手

seraphic eyes, he made me start by muttering, as if he were an

Snape took the page bearing Lily’s signature, and her love, and tucked it inside his robes. Then he ripped in two the photograph he was also holding, so that he kept the part from which Lily laughed, throwing the portion showing James and Harry back onto the floor, under the chest of drawers…

spoke in pain and woe, wildly, eerily, urgently.

so peaceful, do they grow again, that those who knew them in their

spoke to me as little as possible: John thrust his tongue in his

Stan had unfurled a copy of the Daily Prophet and was now reading with his tongue between his teeth. A large photograph of a sunken-faced man with long, matted hair blinked slowly at Harry from the front page. He looked strangely familiar.

stood among the group, with a grave and attentive expression of

struggles out of, without much assistance—Mr. Sikes tried a little

Snape reacted so fast it was as though he had been expecting an attack: dropping his bag, he plunged his hand inside his robes and his wand was halfway into the air when James shouted, ‘Expelliarmus!’