时间：2020 01-21 作者：drrnlrp 浏览量：10871
Cho's voice was rather higher when she spoke again.
He wasn't sorry that there were no Dementors nearby, but now he came to think of it, their absence was highly significant. The) had not only let the Death Eaters escape, they weren't bothering to look for them . . . it looked as though they really were outside Ministry control now.
'I wasn't the sole witness,' snarled Harry. There were a dozen-odd Death Eaters there as well. Want their names?'
'Oh . . . tha's jus' normal bumps an' bruises, Harry,' said Hagrid c.ismissively 'I got a rough job.'
'Um . . . d'you want to get a coffee?' said Cho tentatively, as the rain began to fall more heavily.
'Yes, yes, one of these days you'll write more horrible stories about Harry and me,' said Hermione indifferently. 'Find someone who cares, why don't you?'
'Maybe it's not Harry's fault he can't close his mind,' said Ron darkly.
AND THE NIGHT I SAW HIM RETURN
'You want me to report what he says about He Who Must Not Be Named?' Rita asked Hermione in a hushed voice.
'Yeah, all right,' said Harry, looking around. 'Where?'
She looked up at him, incandescent with rage, the magazine shaking in her stubby fingers.
He found it very hard to be sympathetic to Ron's plight, when he himself would have given almost anything to be playing in the forthcoming match against Hufflepuff. Ron seemed to have noticed Harry's tone, because he did not mention Quidditch again during breakfast, and there was a slight frostiness in the way they said goodbye to each other shortly afterwards. Ron departed for the Quidditch pitch and Harry, after attempting to flatten his hair while staring at his reflection in the back of a teaspoon, proceeded alone to the Entrance Hall to meet Cho, feeling very apprehensive and wondering what on earth they were going to talk about.？