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第3章 杀戮剑诀

“Stop being noble,” said Harry irritably. “Just take it, then we can get out of here.”

“Why?”

“Some lesson, though, eh?” said Ron to Harry as they set off for the Great Hall. “Fred and George were right, weren't they? He really knows his stuff, Moody, doesn't he? When he did Avada Kedavra, the way that spider just died, just snuffed it right -”

“Well ... yes and no ...” said Dumbledore. “But am I to take it, then, that nobody has been murdered?”

“What?” said Harry.

“We know he's not coming in through Honeyduke's,” said Ron dismissively. “We'd've heard if the shop had been broken into.”

“Where're your parents?” said Harry, his temper rising. “Out there wearing masks, are they?”

“Well?” cried the lady.

“Well, for one thing, they both ought to have been fatal and weren't, although that was pure luck. And for another, neither the poison nor the necklace seems to have reached the person who was supposed to be killed. Of course,” she added broodingly, “that makes the person behind this even more dangerous in a way, because they don't seem to care how many people they finish off before they actually reach their victim.”