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第8章 束手无策

“Prestego!” she cried, and an invisible shield expanded between her and Harry on the one side and Ron on the other; all of them were forced backward a few steps by the strength of the spell, and Harry and Ron glared from either side of the transparent barrier as though they were seeing each other clearly for the first time. Harry felt a corrosive hatred toward Ron: Something had broken between them.

“Oh, yes, sir! Everybody knew your errand.”

“My dear,” said Mr. Bumble, “I didn’t know you were here.”

“Maybe I'd better stay here. Headmaster.…”

“Let me –”

“Once more, why this refusal?” he asked.

“Not even if they were kind to you?”

“Ma bo.te! ma bo.te!” exclaimed she, running towards it.

“Let's just try and keep you alive until Tuesday evening,” she said desperately, “and then we can worry about Karkaroff.”