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But I think, in the excitement of tonight, our fake Moody might have forgotten to take it as frequendy as he should have done ... on the hour . . . every hour. . . . We shall see."
"So you took the wand," said Dumbledore, "and what did you do with it?"
Perhaps another little dose of pain?"
Snape had not yelled or jumped backward, but the look on his face was one of mingled fury and horror.
"May your loyalty never waver again, Wormtail," said Voldemort.
"Ignore him," said Cedric in a low voice to Harry, frowning after his father. "He's been angry ever since Rita Skeeters article about the Triwizard Tournament - you know, when she made out you were the only Hogwarts champion."
"You see, I think, how foolish it was to suppose that this boy could ever have been stronger than me," said Voldemort. "But I want there to be no mistake in anybody's mind.
"I asked you whether you want me to do that again," said Voldemort softly. "Answer me!
"Hang on!" he shouted, advancing in the wake of his silver Patronus, "You're a boggart!
"You - you sure?"
"What?" said Harry.
"Not good," said Bill.
He walked lazily over to stand next to Harry, so that the eyes of the whole circle were upon the two of them. The snake continued to circle.
He was looking at the wand Moody was pointing at him. This was a bad joke, it had to be.
His hands shook as he helped Harry into a chair in front of the desk.
Cedric's body was lying some twenty feet away. Some way beyond him, glinting in the starlight, lay the Triwizard Cup. Harry's wand was on the ground at Cedric's feet. The bundle of robes that Harry had thought was a baby was close by, at the foot of the grave.（央视记者 徐海霞）