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第6章 虹姬出事了

Hagrid gave a great sob. He had made himself a black armband out of what looked like a rag dipped in boot polish, and his eyes were puffy, red, and swollen. Harry patted him consolingly on the elbow, which was the highest point of Hagrid he could easily reach.

Harry and Dumbledore approached the back door of the Burrow, which was surrounded by the familiar litter of old Wellington boots and rusty cauldrons; Harry could hear the soft clucking of sleepy chickens coming from a distant shed. Dumbledore knocked three times and Harry saw sudden movement behind the kitchen window.

hands in his breeches pockets. Pondering on what the Ghost had said, he

He forced himself to think of Black, and only Black, and began to chant: “Expecto patronum! Expecto patronum!”

he could make his voice heard:

He led a party of warlocks into the marquee as Luna rushed up.

Harry spotted an official-looking letter lying open on the table.

Hagrid, who had been weeping silently into his large, spotted handkerchief throughout this conversation, now raised puffy red eyes and croaked, “I dunno, Professor... that's fer the Heads of House an’ the Headmistress ter decide ...”

Harry slumped back against his pillows as Dumbledore disappeared. Hermione, Ron, and Mrs. Weasley were all looking at him. None of them spoke for a very long time.