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第3章 苗寨里的大巫师

Cornelius Fudge, sweating slightly in his pinstriped cloak, was standing there staring out at the grounds. He started at the sight of Harry.

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courts and passages and staircases. All around outside, too, it beat

could not be explained by that word. Miss Ingram was a mark

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