时间：2020 01-21 作者：vezfefz 浏览量：30005
'I keep this,' said the wizard, impaling the slip of parchment on a small brass spike. 'You get this back,' he added, thrusting the wand at Harry.
Harry looked over at Sirius, but before he could ask the question, Mrs Weasley had answered it.
Harry gasped; he could not help himself. The large dungeon he had entered was horribly familiar. He had not only seen it before, he had been here before. This was the place he had visited inside Dumbledore's Pensieve, the place where he had watched the Lestranges sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban.
'Four more stops, Harry . . . Three stops led now . . . Two stops to go, Harry . . .'
'Courtroom . . . Ten . . . I think . . . we're nearly . . . yes.'
'Disciplinary hearing of the twelfth of August,' said Fudge in a ringing voice, and Percy began taking notes at once, 'into offences committed under the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery and the International Statute of Secrecy by Harry-James Potter, resident at number four, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.
'Yes,' said Harry, 'because - '
He extricated a piece of parchment from the pile before him, took a deep breath, and read out, The charges against the accused are as follows:
'No, I usually Apparate,' said Mr Weasley, 'but obviously you can't, and I think it's best we arrive in a thoroughly non-magical fashion . . . makes a better impression, given what you're being disciplined for . . .'
'Exactly, yes, but of course they're flummoxed, f only hope we can catch whoever's doing it.'
'You received an official warning from the Ministry for using illegal magic three years ago, did you not?'
Everybody left the lift on this floor except Mr Weasley, Harry and a witch who was reading an extremely long piece of parchment that was trailing on the floor. The remaining memos continued to soar around the lamp as the lift juddered upwards again, then the doors opened and the voice made its announcement.,
'Anti-Muggle pranksters,' said Mr Weasley, frowning. 'We had two last week, one in Wimbledon, one in Elephant and Castle. Muggles are pulling the flush and instead of everything disappearing - well, you can imagine. The poor things keep calling in those - pumbles, I think they're called - you know, the ones who mend pipes and things.'。