时间：2020 01-22 作者：jfxjbah 浏览量：72754
Harry felt a rush of gratitude towards Neville. Nobody else said anything. Seamus got out his wand, repaired the bed hangings and vanished behind them. Dean got into bed, rolled over and fell silent. Neville, who appeared to have nothing more to say either, was gazing fondly at his moonlit cactus.
Pocket money failing to keep pace with your outgoings?
'How about: "progress for progress's sake must be discouraged"? How about: "pruning wherever we find practices that ought to be prohibited"?'
'Well done, Ron,' snapped Hermione
'She believes the Daily Prophet?' said Harry. 'She thinks I'm a liar and Dumbledore's an old fool?'
' "Add powdered moonstone, stir three times counter-clockwise, allow to simmer for seven minutes then add two drops of syrup of hellebore." '
'But - why?' said Harry, astonished. He knew that Seamus's mother was a witch and could not understand, therefore, why she should have come over so Dursleyish.
'Why on earth were you attacking her about her Quidditch team?'
'No,' said Harry very quietly.
'What were you saying before the Sorting?' Hermione asked the ghost. 'About the Hat giving warnings?'
Ron looked positively alarmed.