时间：02-27 来源：转载自澎湃新闻 浏览量：6350
"Yeah, reckon so," said Harry casually.
"Cup of tea?" Lupin said, looking around for his kettle. "I was just thinking of making one."
"Sleep well," said Professor Dumbledore, closing the door behind him.
"Dissendium!" Harry whispered, tapping the stone witch again.
"But Sirius Black escaped from them," Harry said slowly. "He got away..."
It seemed to be a trapdoor. Harry stood there, massaging the top of his head, listening. He couldn't hear any sounds above him. Very slowly, he pushed the trapdoor open and peered over the edge.
"If I hand it in, I'll have to say where I got it! Filch would know Fred and George had nicked it!"
"Had a good Christmas?" he said, and then, without waiting for an answer, he sat down, lowered his voice, and said, "I've been, doing some thinking over Christmas, Harry. After last match, you know. If the dementors come to the next one... I mean... we can't afford you to -- well --"
Wondering what he ought to do, he suddenly heard a door open much closer at hand; somebody was about to come downstairs.
His eyes filled with tears. Norbert was the baby dragon Hagrid had once won in a game of cards.
"But what if I'd given Harry to him, eh? I bet he'd 've pitched him off the bike halfway out ter sea. His bes' friends' son! But when a wizard goes over ter the Dark Side, there's nothin' and no one that matters to em anymore...."
"I certainly do," said Fudge.
"I'm afraid the poor fellow is ill again," said Dumbledore, indicating that everybody should start serving themselves. "Most unfortunate that it should happen on Christmas Day."
Madam Pomfrey insisted on keeping Harry in the hospital wing for the rest of the weekend. He didn't argue or complain, but he wouldn't let her throw away the shattered remnants of his Nimbus Two Thousand. He knew he was being stupid, knew that the Nimbus was beyond repair, but Harry couldn't help it; he felt as though he'd lost one of his best friends.
One by one, the pairs of feet in front of Harry took the weight of their owners once more; hems of cloaks swung into sight, and Madam Rosemerta's glittering heels disappeared behind the bar. The door of the Three Broomsticks opened again, there was another flurry of snow, and the teachers had disappeared.？