syg战队老板是谁Harry felt around for his glasses, put them on, and sat up. It was still dark outside. Ron muttered indistinctly as his mother roused him. At the foot of Harry's mattress he saw two large, disheveled shapes emerging from tangles of blankets.
Harry raised the wand. Now was the moment to do it. Now was the moment to avenge his mother and father. He was going to kill Black. He had to kill Black. This was his chance….syg战队老板是谁HARRY POTTER: THE CHOSEN ONE?
Harry met her eyes with a mixture of defiance and shame. He remembered the words that had been engraved over the gateway to Nurmengard: FOR THE GREATER GOOD. He pushed the idea away. What choice did they have?
Harry remembered only too well the occasion when Ron's old wand had snapped. It had happened when the car the two of them had been flying to Hogwarts had crashed into a tree on the school grounds.
had some pleasure in the mere sound of his daughter’s voice, and
Harry rubbed his scar.
Hagrid turned and gave every appearance of wanting to walk straight back to Magorian.
Harry emerged from under the table to see Fred and George walking away, each carrying a stack of toast.
having vainly offered her those kisses, work-boxes, and trinkets—
Harry Potter
He groped; I arrested his wandering hand, and prisoned it in
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