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第4章 勾力的看重（五更完毕，求票）

“Not too far from here,” said Seamus, who looked excited. “It was a Muggle who saw him. ‘Course, she didn't really understand. The Muggles think he's just an ordinary criminal, don't they? So she phoned the telephone hot line. By the time the Ministry of Magic got there, he was gone.”

“Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.

“Nice look, Ron…go well with your dress robes, that will.”

“Mummy told you not to!”

“No,” said Harry, now trying to sound innocently curious.

“My job’s ter get you there safe, Harry!” bellow Hagrid, and he opened the throttle. “Stop – STOP!” Harry shouted, but as he looked back again two jets of green light flew past his left ear: Four Death Eaters had broken away from the circle and were pursuing them, aiming for Hagrid’s broad back. Hagrid swerved, but the Death Eaters were keeping up with the bike; more curses shot after them, and Harry had to sink low into the sidecar to avoid them. Wriggling around he cried, “Stupefy!” and a red bolt of light shot from his own wand, cleaving a gap between the four pursuing Death Eaters as they scattered to avoid it.

“Oh…go on then,” said Mr. Weasley. “Let's see…a Galleon on Ireland to win?”

“Let’s worry about that when we have to,” said Harry. He was trying to listen: He thought he could hear something clanking and moving around nearby. “Griphook, how much farther?”

“Of course not... sir.”