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"Please, let's hurry," Hermione whispered. "I can't stand it, I can't bear it...."
Neville didn't need telling twice. He seized the envelope, and holding it before him like a bomb, sprinted out of the hall, while the Slytherin table exploded with laughter at the sight of him. They heard the Howler go off in the entrance hall -- Neville's grandmother's voice, magically magnified to a hundred times its Usual volume, shrieking about how he had brought shame on the whole family.
Hagrid turned around and hurried back toward his cabin, his face buried in his handkerchief.
"Come on, Alicia!" yelled Lee into the silence that had descended on the crowd. "YES! SHE'S BEATEN THE KEEPER! TWENTY-ZERO TO GRYFFINDOR!"
It felt as though they had already won the Quidditch Cup; the party went on all day and well into the night. Fred and George Weasley disappeared for a couple of hours and returned with armfuls of bottles of butterbeer, pumpkin fizz, and several bags full of Honeydukes sweets.
"No one there..."
PROFESSOR TRELAWNEY'S PREDICTION
"I am delighted that Gryffindor won the match, but this is getting ridiculous! Percy, I expected better of you!"
"Lie down," he said quietly to Ron. "You will damage that leg even more."
It would have been very funny if the situation hadn't been so serious. And there was more....
"Well, honestly... 'the fates have informed her' who sets the exam? She does! What an amazing prediction!" she said, not troubling to keep her voice low. Harry and Ron choked back laughs.
"What?" snapped Hermione, picking up the exam schedule and examining it. "Yes, of course I have."
It was Snape. He approached Harry at a swift walk, his black robes swishing, then stopped in front of him.
"Of course," Lupin breathed. "So simple... so brilliant... he cut it off himself?"
Harry and Ron both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but Hermione got there first -- SMACK!
Flushed with his success, Harry hung around to watch Ron and Hermione. Ron did very well until he reached the hinkypunk, which successfully confused him into sinking waist-high into the quagmire. Hermione did everything perfectly until she reached the trunk with the boggart in it. After about a minute inside it, she burst out again, screaming.
Ron was on his feet. As the dog sprang back toward them he pushed Harry aside; the dog's jaws fastened instead around Ron's outstretched arm. Harry lunged forward, he seized a handful of the brute's hair, but it was dragging Ron away as easily as though he were a rag doll --（央视记者 徐海霞）