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"Who's that?" said Malfoy, taking an automatic step backward as he spotted Lupin.
"Welcome," it said. "How nice to see you in the physical world at last."
Harry had no chance to speak to Ron or Hermione in the chaos of leaving; they were too busy heaving all their trunks down the Leaky Cauldron's narrow staircase and piling them up near the door, with Hedwig and Hermes, Percy's screech owl, perched on top in their cages. A small wickerwork basket stood beside the heap of trunks, spitting loudly.
"Yeah," said Malfoy, putting on a brave sort of grimace. But Harry saw him wink at Crabbe and Goyle when Pansy had looked away.
"No, I'm sorry, Harry, but rules are rules," said Fudge flatly.
And without even removing his glasses, he slumped back onto his pillows and fell asleep.
Silently the class took their teacups back to Professor Trelawney, packed away their books, and closed their bags. Even Ron was avoiding Harry's eyes.
"You and Hermione answered my questions correctly at the start of the class, Harry," Lupin said lightly. "Very well, everyone, an excellent lesson. Homework, kindly read the chapter on boggarts and summarize it for me... to be handed in on Monday. That will be all."
"That reminds me, you forgot your rat tonic," said Hermione, slapping the small red bottle into Ron's hand. "And stop worrying, Crookshanks will be sleeping in my dormitory and Scabbers in yours, what's the problem? Poor Crookshanks, that witch said he'd been in there for ages; no one wanted him."
Stan leapt onto the pavement beside them.
Professor Trelawney whirled around as Harry let out a snort of laughter.
good look at Harry's cup.
"I'm dying!" Malfoy yelled as the class panicked. "I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!"
"Right," said Ron as they both opened their books at pages five and six. "What can you see in mine?"
They found Mr. Weasley sitting in the bar, reading the Daily prophet.