时间：2020 01-23 作者：osgehfi 浏览量：27932
'Golgomath's lot raided the caves. The ones tha' survived didn' wan' no more ter to do with us after that.'
'So, how come it's taken you so long to get home if you were only there for three days?' asked Hermione.
Harry would not have been surprised to see sparks fly from Professor McGonagall's nostrils.
'Where have you been?' asked Umbridge, cutting coolly through Hagrid's babbling.
He walked across to the enormous wooden table that stood in the middle of his cabin and twitched aside a tea towel that had been lying on it. Underneath was a raw, bloody, green-tinged steak slightly larger than the average car tyre.
Hermione got up and walked to the window, away from the argument, watching the snow swirling down against the pane.
Hagrid grunted in amusement.
'For thinking I can play Quidditch,' said Ron. 'I'm going to resign first thing tomorrow.'
'Yeah . . . well . . . sensitive skin,' said Hagrid, attempting an ingratiating smile. Harry noticed that two of his teeth had been knocked out. Umbridge looked at him coldly; his smile faltered. Then she hoisted her handbag a little higher into the crook of her arm and said, 'I shall, of course, be informing the Minister of your late return.'
'How d'you know they were Death Eaters?' said Ron.
Harry and George turned on their heels and marched off the pitch, both panting, neither saying a word to the other. The howling and jeering of the crowd grew fainter and fainter until they reached the Entrance Hall, where they could hear nothing except the sound of their own footsteps. Harry became aware that something was still struggling in his right hand, the knuckles of which he had bruised against Malfoy's jaw. Looking down, he saw the Snitch's silver wings protruding from between his fingers, struggling for release.（央视记者 徐海霞）