时间：2020 01-21 作者：aqsmpfd 浏览量：66963
She left the kitchen. Harry set down his plate and wondered whether he could follow her without attracting attention.
'I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Oh, Ron, how wonderful! A prefect! That's everyone in the family!'
'No,' Mr Weasley snapped, his fingers now biting into Harry's shoulder.
Harry took the photograph. A small crowd of people, some waving at him, others lifting their glasses, looked back up at him.
'Well, well, well . . . Patronus Potter,' said Lucius Malfoy coolly.
And with another loud crack, the twins Disapparated.
'Or what?' said Fred, an evil grin spreading across his face. 'Going to put us in detention?'
Mundungus looked nervously over his shoulder.
Harry swept the last of the droppings into a rubbish bag and threw the bag over Ron's head into the wastepaper basket in the corner, which swallowed it and belched loudly. He then opened his letter. It contained two pieces of parchment: one the usual reminder that term started on the first of September; the other telling him which books he would need for the coming year.
'No one would have made me a prefect, I spent too much time in detention with James. Lupin was the good boy, he got the badge.'
'No, I just think he's been very lonely for a long time,' said Hermione simply.
And then, to see them surrounded by all those other happy faces . . . Benjy Fenwick, who had been found in bits, and Gideon Prewett, who had died like a hero, and the Longbottoms, who had been tortured into madness . . . all waving happily out of the photograph forever more, not knowing that they were doomed . . . well, Moody might find that interesting . . . he, Harry, found it disturbing . . .。