时间：2020 01-25 作者：inrjcqi 浏览量：26118
'Sorry,' said Harry nervously. 'I - I didn't know the time had been changed.'
'Yeah,' said Harry.
'What did the Dementors do?' she asked, and Harry felt a rush of hope.
'He came last night, when you were in bed,' said Mr Weasley
'Go on,' he panted, pointing his thumb at the door. 'Get in there.'
'Yes, but - '
'A Squib, eh?' said Fudge, eyeing her closely. 'We'll be checking that. You'll leave details of your parentage with my assistant Weasley. Incidentally, can Squibs see Dementors?' he added, looking left and right along the bench.
'Yes,' said Harry, 'but - '
'Oh, I don't think any of us believe the Dementors were there by coincidence,' said Dumbledore lightly.
'Level Five, Department of International Magical Co-operation, incorporating the International Magical Trading Standards Body, the International Magical Office of Law and the International Confederation of Wizards, British Seats.'
Fudge looked back down at her, his eyebrows raised. 'Very well,' he said aloofly. 'What is your story?'
Ron was lying sprawled on his back with his mouth wide open, fast asleep. He did not stir as Harry crossed the room, stepped out on to the landing and closed the door softly behind him. Trying net to think of the next time he would see Ron, when they might no longer be fellow students at Hogwarts, Harry walked quietly down the stairs, past the heads of Kreacher's ancestors, and down into the kitchen.。
He felt as though a brick had dropped into his stomach when Mrs Weasley turned to him during dinner on Wednesday evening and said quietly, 'I've ironed your best clothes for tomorrow morning, Harry, and I want you to wash your hair tonight, too. A good first impression can work wonders.'？