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Harry peered down over the edge of the luggage rack, his heart pumping a little faster. What had Malfoy wanted to hide from Pansy? Was he about to see the mysterious broken object it was so important to mend?
"Hmph," snorted Professot McGonagall. "It's high time your grandmother learned to be proud of the grandson she's got, rather than the one she thinks she ought to have - particularly after what happened at the Ministry."
"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley."
You believe . . . like you haven't watched them all come and go, hoping you'd be next, thought Harry scathingly.
"I think he just wanted to get out of there, Harry," said Hermione.
"No," said Harry, wishing he hadn't spoken, "I was just saying, Phlegm ?I mean, Fleur ?quot;
"You lot had better come down quickly too," she said as she left.
"I think this left sleeve could come up a little bit more, dear, let me just —"
"Your mum said the shop's going well," said Harry. "Said Fred and George have got a real flair for business."
McLaggen, a large, wiry-haired youth, raised a hand, and Harry and Neville nodded back at him.
Ron looked a little uncomfortable and began playing with the Fanged Frisbee Hermione had taken from the fourth-year student. It zoomed around the common room, snarling and attempting to take bites of the tapestry. Crookshanks's yellow eyes followed it and he hissed when it came too close.
Hermione Granger, sir."
"Sir?" said Harry, raising his hand.
He hurried forward and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley helped him load his trunk onto the train.
"Well, really? said Madam Malkin, snatching up the fallen robes and moving the tip of her wand over them like a vacuum cleaner, so that it removed all the dust.
They trudged up the dark, deserted lane, following the freshly made carriage tracks. Harry looked sideways at Tonks under his cloak. Last year she had been inquisitive (to the point of being a little annoying at times), she had laughed easily, she had made jokes. Now she seemed older and much more serious and purposeful. Was this all the effect of what had happened at the Ministry? He reflected uncomfortably that Hermione would have suggested he say something consoling about Sirius to her, that it hadn't been her fault at all, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He was far from blaming her for Sirius's death; it was no more her fault than anyone else’s (and much less than his), but he did not like talking about Sirius if he could avoid it. And so they tramped on through the cold night in silence, Tonks's long cloak whispering on the ground behind them.（央视记者 徐海霞）