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第6章 战段陌名（1）

Harry thought of the photograph again, of his parents’ beaming faces. He knew Moody was still watching him.

have given almost as many chapters. But this is not to be

Harry looked around the Hall. Hagrid was sitting at one of the other staff tables; he was back in his horrible hairy brown suit and gazing up at the top table. Harry saw him give a small wave, and looking around, saw Madame Maxime return it, her opals glittering in the candlelight.

he feared it was very possible; and observing that they might

Harry walked across the dark room, past Hedwig's large, empty cage, to the open window. He leaned on the sill, the cool night air pleasant on his face after a long time under the blankets. Hedwig had been absent for two nights now. Harry wasn't worried about her: she'd been gone this long before. But he hoped she'd be back soon — she was the only living creature in this house who didn't flinch at the sight of him.

He leaned against the chimney-piece, brooding so long that I

Happy they would have been, I dare say, if they could have

Hadn't planned on it.

hardened in the furnaces of suffering until the touch of pity could