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"And you could ask your parents if they know who Flamel is," said Ron. "It'd be safe to ask them."
"Thanks, Harry... I think I'll go to bed.... D'you want the card, you collect them, don't you?"
"Every year she makes us a sweater," said Ron, unwrapping his own, "and mine's always maroon."
Harry then did something that was both very brave and very stupid: He took a great running jump and managed to fasten his arms around the troll's neck from behind. The troll couldn't feel Harry hanging there, but even a troll will notice if you stick a long bit of wood up its nose, and Harry's wand had still been in his hand when he'd jumped -- it had gone straight up one of the troll's nostrils.
"Never at Hogwarts. We've had a couple of broken jaws but nothing worse than that. Now, the last member of the team is the
"Oh, no," said Ron, pale as the Bloody Baron.
Harry had reached the shed. He leaned against the wooden door and looked up at Hogwarts, with its windows glowing red in the setting sun. Gryffindor in the lead. He'd done it, he'd shown Snape....
"Get out of the way," snapped Ron, taking a swipe at Peeves this was a big mistake.
"Don't ask me, they're supposed to be really stupid," said Ron. "Maybe Peeves let it in for a Halloween joke."
It was stifling hot inside. Even though it was such a warm day, there was a blazing fire in the grate. Hagrid made them tea and offered them stoat sandwiches, which they refused.
"Jordan!" growled Professor McGonagall.
There was only one room inside. Hams and pheasants were hanging from the ceiling, a copper kettle was boiling on the open fire, and in the corner stood a massive bed with a patchwork quilt over it.
"They're in here somewhere," they heard him mutter, "probably hiding."
"Ten weeks," Hermione snapped. "That's not ages, that's like a second to Nicolas Flamel."
"But Snape's trying to steal it."