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第8章 地狱之门

“The whole thing is arrant nonsense, of course,” he said. “Naturally, the school has been searched for evidence of such a chamber, many times, by the most learned witches and wizards. It does not exist. A tale told to frighten the gullible.”

“Strange hardships, I imagine—poor, emaciated, pallid

“Well?” Harry urged him, as Hagrid shuffled his enormous feet uneasily.

“Very good,” replied Mr. Brownlow, smiling; abut no doubt

“What?” said Hermione, joining them.

“Well, borrow one of the school owls, then, anyone can use them,” said Hermione.

“They run off eckeltricity, do they?” he said knowledgeably. “Ah yes, I can see the plugs. I collect plugs,” he added to Uncle Vernon. “And batteries. Got a very large collection of batteries. My wife thinks I'm mad, but there you are.”

“What d'you reckon?” Harry said to Ron, whose eyes he could just make out, reflecting the light from his wand.

“Well, for sure case, I knawn’t how they can understand t’one