时间：2020 01-19 作者：qwvacrs 浏览量：36406
'Yeah,' said Harry, grinning. 'You kept blocking me.'
Signed: Dolores Jane Umbridge, High Inquisitor
Harry stared at her, utterly bewildered, as she seized a frilly napkin and dabbed at her shining face with it.
'Little Miss Perfect was just about to tell me when you arrived.' said Rita, taking a large slurp of her drink. 'I suppose I'm allowed to talk to him, am I?' she shot at Hermione.
The lessons with Snape are making it worse,' said Harry flatly 'I'm getting sick of my scar hurting and I'm getting bored with walking down that corridor every night.' He rubbed his forehead angrily. 'I just wish the door would open, I'm sick of standing staring at it - '
Rita sat up straight again, her eyebrows raised, and drained her glass of Firewhisky,
'As a matter of fact,' said Hermione sweetly, 'that's exactly what Little Miss Perfect does want.'
'He used to be a Death Eater,' said Ron stubbornly. 'And we've never seen proof that he really swapped sides.'
'Potter and Chang!' screeched Pansy, to a chorus of snide giggles. 'Urgh, Chang, I don't think much of your taste . . . at least Diggory was good-looking!'
'Maybe it's a bit like an illness,' said Hermione, looking concerned when Harry confided in her and Ron. 'A fever or something. It has to get worse before it gets better.'
'What can I get you, m'dears?' said Madam Puddifoot, a very stout woman with a shiny black bun, squeezing between their table and Roger Davies's with great difficulty.
She was waiting for him a little to the side of the oak front doors, looking very pretty with her hair tied back in a long pony-tail. Harry's feet seemed to be too big for his body as he walked towards her and he was suddenly horribly aware of his arms and how stupid they must look swinging at his sides.。