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"You must speak clearly, dear," Mrs. Weasley told Harry as George dipped his hand into the flowerpot. "And be sure to get out at the right grate ......
In spite of himself, Harry leaned around his pile of books for a better look at the cage. Lockhart placed a hand on the cover. Dean and Seamus had stopped laughing now. Neville was cowering in his front row seat.
"Oh, shut up," said Harry. Ron snorted with laughter and the ground was sprayed with slugs.
"No, I won't," said Hermione, suddenly severe. "You've had ten days to finish it -"
It had snapped, almost in two; the tip was dangling limply, held on by a few splinters.
"There you are! Where have you been? The most ridiculous rumors - someone said you'd been expelled for crashing a flying car
"Maybe he's left," said Ha-rry, "because he missed out on the Defense Against Dark Arts job again!"
As the whole class held its breath, Lockhart whipped off the cover.
Harry didn't know how to get rid of him. It was like having an extremely talkative shadow.
Harry said nothing. He felt a bit awkward. Stored in an underground vault at Gringotts in London was a small fortune that his parents had left him. Of course, it was only in the wizarding world that he had money; you couldn't use Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts
Rain was still lashing the windows, which were now inky black, but inside all looked bright and cheerful. The firelight glowed over the countless squashy armchairs where people sat reading, talking, doing homework or, in the case of Fred and George Weasley, trying to find out what would happen if you fed a Filibuster firework to a salamander. Fred had "rescued" the brilliant orange, fire-dwelling lizard from a Care of Magical Creatures class and it was now smouldering gently on a table surrounded by a knot of curious people.,
When they had eaten as many sandwiches as they could (the plate kept refilling itself) they rose and left the office, treading the familiar path to Gryffindor Tower. The castle was quiet; it seemed that the feast was over. They walked past muttering portraits and creaking suits of armor, and climbed narrow flights of stone stairs, until at last they reached the passage where the secret entrance to Gryffindor Tower was hidden, behind an oil painting of a very fat woman in a pink silk dress.（央视记者 徐海霞）