时间：02-19 来源：转载自澎湃新闻 浏览量：4887
"I vant to know," he said, glowering, "vot there is between you and Hermy-own-ninny."
"... has never been accused of any Dark activity since," said Dumbledore calmly.
Harry tipped the powdered beetles into his cauldron and started cutting up his ginger roots. His hands were shaking slightly out of anger, but he kept his eyes down, as though he couldn't hear what Snape was saying to him.
"I warned her!" said Ron as Hermione hurried out of the Great Hall, cradling her hands.
"What's the matter?" said Harry. "Wrong flavor?"
"Maybe he didn't want you to get there!" said Ron quickly. "Maybe - hang on - how fast d'you reckon he could've gotten down to the forest? D'you reckon he could've beaten you and Dumbledore there?"
"Yes?" barked Crouch.
"So you think . . . that dream . . . did it really happen?"
She hasn't got wind of Crouch!" then joined Ron and Harry in reading what Sirius had to say on the mysterious events of the night before last.
"No, I - how did you know it woke me up over the summer?" said Harry, astonished.
"Winky is over there by the fire, miss," said Dobby quietly, his ears drooping slightly.
"I'm your son!" he screamed up at Crouch. "I'm your son!"
"And he did say he'd never felt the same way about anyone else," Hermione went on, going so red now that Harry could almost feel the heat coming from her, "but how could Rita Skeeter have heard him? She wasn't there ... or was she? Maybe she has got an Invisibility Cloak; maybe she sneaked onto the grounds to watch the second task. ..."
"Come and look at this," said Ron, who was standing by the window. He was staring down onto the grounds. "What's Malfoy doing?"