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第6章 这是我的

“Harry, no!” moaned Hermione, grabbing his arm and attempting to push it down by his side. “Think... You mustn't... You'll be in such trouble...”

“I know what you meant. Rufus is a man of action and, having fought Dark wizards for most of his working life, does not underestimate Lord Voldemort.”

“It can,” said Harry clearly. “Dumbledore needs information. I need information.”

“I don’t think so,” said Hermione, though she looked frightened, “or they’d have sent Snape in after us, wouldn’t they?”

“It's okay, Hermione,” said Harry quickly. “We'll take you up to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey never asks too many questions…”

“Haven’t you found -?” began Mr. Weasley, looking worried.

“He was planning to lead a group of fighters into the grounds – ”

“I have no time to explain now,” said Dumbledore. “It is a thrilling tale, I wish to do it justice.”

“Just after his – Dumbledore’s – funeral,” said Hermione in an even smaller voice. “Right after we agreed we’d leave school and go and look for the Horcruxes. When I went back upstairs to get my things it – it just occurred to me that the more we knew about them, the better it would be… and I was alone in there… so I tried… and it worked. They flew straight in through the open window and I – I packed them.”