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第4章 星魂的模拟空间

‘So, he's got you doing his dirty work for him, has he?’ said Harry. ‘Like he tried to get Sturgis to steal it—and Bode?’

‘She's my auntie,’ she said. ‘I'm Susan Bones. She told me about your hearing. So—is it really true? You make a stag Patronus?’

‘Then why, my love,’ said my aunt, looking earnestly at me,

‘Joke shop still on, then?’ Harry muttered, pretending to be adjusting the nozzle on his spray.

‘What is it, Potter? Where does it hurt?’

‘Weasley was born in a bin

‘Yes, you have,’ said Fudge forcefully, ‘and I have no reason to believe that your views are anything other than bilge, Dumbledore. The dementors remain in place in Azkaban and are doing everything we ask them to.’

‘Original Order of the Phoenix,’ growled Moody. ‘Found it last night when I was looking for my spare Invisibility Cloak, seeing as Podmore hasn't had the manners to return my best one.... Thought people might like to see it.’

‘Yes?’ said Professor McGonagall, turning round, her eyebrows so close together they seemed to form one long, severe line.