时间：2020 01-24 作者：euxwljj 浏览量：66313
'I don't care, it could be dangerous!'
'It is NOT a lie!' said Harry. 'I saw him, I fought him!'
She was quite right; Harry found the Vanishing Spells horribly difficult. By the end of a double period, neither he nor Ron had managed to vanish the snails on which they were practising, though Ron said hopefully he thought his looked a bit paler. Hermione, on the other hand, successfully vanished her snail on the third attempt, earning her a ten-point bonus for Gryffindor from Professor McGonagall. She was the only person not given homework; everybody else was told to practise the spell overnight, ready for a fresh attempt on their snails the following afternoon.
'Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?'
'Your hand is not up, Miss Granger!'
'He says he saw Cedric Diggory murdered . . .'
'Good,' grunted Harry.
The following day dawned just as leaden and rainy as the previous one. Hagrid was still absent from the staff table at breakfast.
'Oh, yeah?' said Harry. His temper, which seemed to have been bubbling just beneath the surface all day, was reaching boiling point.
'No,' she said, her voice quivering with anger, 'but I will write to your mother.'
'Well, he turned out to be a maniac, didn't he?' said Dean hotly. 'Mind you, we still learned loads.'
She indicated the heap of twigs in front of her. Hermione's hand shot into the air. Behind her back, Malfoy did a buck-toothed imitation of her jumping up and down in eagerness to answer a question. Pansy Parkinson gave a shriek of laughter that turned almost at once into a scream, as the twigs on the table leapt into the air and revealed themselves to be what looked like tiny pixie-ish creatures made of wood, each with knobbly brown arms and legs, two twiglike fingers at the end of each hand and a funny flat, barklike face in which a pair of beetle-brown eyes glittered.。