正文预览

第5章 恐怖部队

‘I assure you, my dear boy,’ says Traddles, ‘I am almost as

‘Harry—Harry Potter?’

‘I beg your pardon, Mr. Traddles,’ said Mr. Micawber, with the

, I will make prayer to the Lord your God, as you have said; and it will be that, whatever the Lord may say in answer to you, I will give you word of it, keeping nothing back.

‘Er—nothing. What are you doing?’

‘And as for who's going to look after Ron and Ginny if you and Arthur died,’ said Lupin, smiling slightly, ‘what do you think we'd do, let them starve?’

‘I don't want anyone to worship—’ Harry began hotly.

J.K. Rowling

`What.' exclaimed the Ghost,' would you so soon put out, with worldly