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第8章 六大天骄

“Well, I pity Slughorn's taste. Maybe he's going a bit senile. Shame, my father always said he was a good wizard in his day. My father used to be a bit of a favorite of his. Slughorn probably hasn't heard I'm on the train, or—”

“This,” said Mr. Losberne, speaking softly, but with great

“The moment has come,” said Dumbledore, smiling around at the sea of upturned faces. “The Triwizard Tournament is about to start. I would like to say a few words of explanation before we bring in the casket -”

“The Reverse Spell effect?” said Sirius sharply.

“What did Jem Spyers say?” inquired the doctor, who had

“They go to hell,” was my ready and orthodox answer.

“What?” said Hermione.

“Socks are Dobby's favorite, favorite clothes, sir!” he said, ripping off his odd ones and pulling on Uncle Vernon's. “I has seven now, sir.…But sir…” he said, his eyes widening, having pulled both socks up to their highest extent, so that they reached to the bottom of his shorts, “they has made a mistake in the shop, Harry Potter, they is giving you two the same!”

“That's better, Harry, that's loads better,” Hermione said, looking exhausted but very pleased.