时间：2020 01-22 作者：mochrtq 浏览量：23004
'I don' know any thin' that's bin happenin' since I left. I was on a secret mission, wasn' I, didn' wan' owls followin' me all over the place - ruddy Dementors! Yeh're not serious?'
She rolled up the parchment and put it back into her handbag still smiling.
'Mountains?' Hagrid repeated, clearly thinking fast. 'Nope, South o' France fer me. Bit o' sun an' . . . an' sea.'
'Are they hidden?' asked Ron. 'Is it a secret, where they are?'
'Well?' she said. 'I have never seen such a disgraceful exhibition. Two on one! Explain yourselves!'
'Oh yeah, it went down a storm once they understood what it was,' said Hagrid, turning his dragon steak over to press the cooler side to his swollen eye. 'Very pleased. So then I said, "Albus Dumbledore asks the Gurg to speak with his messenger when he returns tomorrow with another gift." '
'Harry! HARRY! GEORGE! NO!'
'Yeah, I am, they turned up in Little Whinging and attacked my cousin and me, and then the Ministry of Magic expelled me - '
'How could you tell which ones they were?' asked Ron.
'But you've just said there was no way you could go back!'
It was over in two breathless, desperate, windswept seconds - 'Harry's fingers closed around the tiny, struggling ball - Malfoy's fingernails scrabbled the back of Harry's hand hopelessly - Harry pulled his broom upwards, holding the struggling ball in his hand and the Gryffindor spectators screamed their approval . . .