呼斯楞《莫尼山》
呼斯楞《莫尼山》
“Aye,” said Mr. Roberts, consulting a list tacked to the door. “You've got a space up by the wood there. Just the one night?”
“Can that possible be the voice of the elusive Mr. Potter?”
“Are you sure?”
“Excellent, I've always wanted one of these.”
“Er – sort of,” said Harry.
