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第5章 晚了

“Come on,” Hermione repeated, and she pulled Harry and Ron up the path again.

“Because …” In his desperation to start looking for the missing Horcrux, or at least have a private discussion with Ron and Hermione about where they might commence their search. Harry found it difficult to gather his thoughts. His scar was still searing. “Dumbledore left the three of us a job,” he said carefully, “and we weren’t supposed to tell – I mean, he wanted us to do it, just the three of us.”

“Harry – ”

“Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort.”

“Don't ask me,” Myrtle shouted, emerging with a wave of yet more water, which splashed onto the already sopping floor. “Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me…”

“Bill told me ‘ow Fred and George are very amusing!” said Fleur, smiling serenely.

“Good,” said Dumbledore. “Just one last thing, then.” And he turned to speak to the Dursleys once more.

“Good-night, St. John,” said I.

“Bless you!—I knew you would come!” exclaimed Mrs. Leaven,