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"What happened to your glasses? Hello, Hagrid - Oh, it's wonderful to see you two again - Are you coming into Gringotts, Harry?"
On their last evening, Mrs. Weasley conjured up a sumptuous dinner that included all of Harry's favorite things, ending with a mouthwatering treacle pudding. Fred and George rounded off the evening with a display of Filibuster fireworks; they fiIled the kitchen with red and blue stars that bounced from ceiling to wall for at least half an hour. Then it was time for a last mug of hot chocolate and bed.
"My cat has been Petrified!" he shrieked, his eyes popping. "I want to see some punishment!"
Completely nonplussed, Harry said nothing.
"Can you believe our luck, though?" said Ron thickly through a mouthful of chicken and ham. "Fred and George must've flown that car five or six times and no Muggle ever saw them." He swallowed and took another huge bite. "Why couldn't we get through the barrier?"
Ron gaped, open-mouthed, at the seven superb broomsticks in front of him.
"You!"he screeched. "You! You've murdered my cat! You've killed her! I'll kill you! I'll -"
"`Dear Ron, and Harry if you're there,
"You can address the envelopes!" Lockhart told Harry, as though this was a huge treat. "This first one's to Gladys Gudgeon, bless her - huge fan of mine -"
"Sit," she said, and they both backed into chairs by the fire.
in Muggle shops. He had never mentioned his Gringotts bank account to the Dursleys; he didn't think their horror of anything connected with magic would stretch to a large pile of gold.
"No, Arthur -"
"Harry, what're we -"
"My cat! My cat! What's happened to Mrs. Norris?" he shrieked.