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第9章 不一样的清晨

“Poor fellow!” said Rose, when Oliver had been one day feebly

“Sir?” said Harry, raising his hand.

“My Lord, I do not say this out of concern for the boy!” said Wormtail, his voice rising squeakily. “The boy is nothing to me, nothing at all! It is merely that if we were to use another witch or wizard - any wizard - the thing could be done so much more quickly! If you allowed me to leave you for a short while - you know that I can disguise myself most effectively - I could be back here in as little as two days with a suitable person -”

“Psalms are not interesting,” I remarked.

“My dear old nurse!” cried Oliver.

“No; I know I should think well of myself; but that is not

“No, Ron,” said Lupin. “Two of you.”

“No one from the Order writes to me anymore,” said Harry, “not since Sirius —”

“Oh, no; since it is in employment which depends only on me to