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第9章 我们可以去吗

“Don’ say that,” said Hagrid roughly. “Snape kill Dumbledore—don’ be stupid, Harry. Wha's made yeh say tha'?”

“Come again?” said Ron.

“Better reason for inviting someone than because their mother's famous,” said Harry, scowling at the back of Zabini's head, “or because their uncle... ”

“Don’t call yourself – ” Ron muttered.

“Do something about your hair!” Aunt Petunia snapped as he reached the hall.

“Beaky!” said Hagrid huskily.

“…and your hair’s much too long, Ronald, for a moment I thought you were Ginevra. Merlin’s beard, what is Xenophilius Lovegood wearing? He looks like an omelet. And who are you?” she barked at Harry.

“And once the diary was properly destroyed, the bit of soul trapped in it could no longer exist. Ginny tried to get rid of the diary before you did, flushing it away, but obviously it came back good as new.”

“Good thinking!” said Ron, looking impressed.