时间：2020 01-25 作者：fxjsocj 浏览量：95885
- CHAPTER NINE -
There was no answer but the sobbing continued. He climbed the remaining stairs two at a time, walked across the landing and opened the drawing-room door.
'Excellent,' said Dumbledore briskly, springing to his feel, pulling out his wand and causing the two chintz armchairs to vanish. 'Well, I must be getting along. Good-day to you all.'
Mrs Weasley was wiping her face on her apron, and Fred, George and Ginny were doing a kind of war dance to a chant that went: 'He got off, he got off, he got off . . .'
But maybe, said the small voice fairly, maybe Dumbledore doesn't choose prefects because they've got themselves into a load of dangerous situations . . . maybe he chooses them for other reasons . . . Ron must have something you don't . . .
The Woes of Mrs Weasley
The twins' heads turned in unison and both of them stared at Harry.
'Cleared,' Harry said, pulling the door closed behind him, 'of all charges!'
Mrs Weasley let out a shriek just like Hermione's.
Ron was rhapsodising about his new broom to anybody who would listen.
'That wasn't me, it was a house-elf!' said Harry.