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第3章 叶无忧暴怒

thought of one he used to love so dear. Oh, my heart is

this:—that he had no right to imperil Tellson’s by

Three helpings of rhubarb crumble and custard later and the waistband on Harry's jeans was feeling uncomfortably tight (which was saying something as the jeans had once been Dudley's). As he laid down his spoon there was a lull in the general conversation. Mr. Weasley was leaning back in his chair, looking replete and relaxed, Tonks was yawning widely, her nose now back to normal, and Ginny, who had lured Crookshanks out from under the dresser, was sitting cross-legged on the floor, rolling Butterbeer corks for him to chase.

There was an outbreak of muttering at this.

think, sir?”

The young man had taken his hand gratefully; their hands were

the three men hurried back to a tree, behind which they had left

They left Mrs. Weasley and headed out the back door into the yard.

them some offence by her manner of doing so, and receive a