时间：2020 01-23 作者：yqaftcg 浏览量：88083
'I'm - sorry,' she said thickly. 'I suppose . . . it's just . . . learning all this stuff . . . it just makes me . . . wonder whether . . . if he'd known it all . . . he'd still be alive.'
'Students . . . are . . . too . . . intimidated . . . to . . . admit . . . they . . . are . . . frightened,' muttered Umbridge, making another note on her clipboard.
'I know it must be horrible for you,' she said, mopping her eyes on her sleeve again. 'Me mentioning Cedric, when you saw him die . . . I suppose you just want to forget about it?'
'Well, I suppose it could have been worse,' she said. 'Are you going to see her again?'
'Oh, it's you, Professor McGonagall . . . and . . . ah.'
He turned, shook his shaggy head to get the hair out of his face and gave an odd, shrieking cry that echoed through the dark trees like the call of some monstrous bird. Nobody laughed: most of them looked too scared to make a sound.
'Over here, Professor.'
Harry looked from Ron's expression of mingled curiosity and hilarity to Hermione's slight frown, and nodded.
Neville snuffled in his sleep. An owl hooted somewhere out in the night.