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第7章 破解的办法

“Karkaroff?” said Moody with an odd laugh. “Karkaroff fled tonight, when he felt the Dark Mark burn upon his arm. He betrayed too many faithful supporters of the Dark Lord to wish to meet them…but I doubt he will get far. The Dark Lord has ways of tracking his enemies.”

“Poor Bet! She went to see the body, to speak to who it was,”

“Prove it,” he hissed.

“Liked her?” said Slughorn, his eyes brimming with tears once more. “I don't imagine anyone who met her wouldn't have liked her... very brave... very funny... it was the most horrible thing...”

“Sirius represented much to you that you had never known before,” said Dumbledore gently. “Naturally, the loss is devastating...”

“Quick, quick, he's here, Hokey!” cried Hepzibah and the elf scurried out of the room, which was so crammed with objects that it was difficult to see how anybody could navigate their way across it without knocking over at least a dozen things: there were cabinets full of little lacquered boxes, cases full of gold-embossed books, shelves of orbs and celestial globes, and many flourishing potted plants in brass containers. In fact, the room looked like a cross between a magical antique shop and a conservatory.

“Please, I need some help. I need to know anything you can tell me about the lost diadem.”

“No, my dear, not ill. There are large drops of rain falling, and

“Mr. Bolter,” replied Noah, who had prepared himself for such