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It was a relief to return to the noise and bustle of the main school on Monday, where he was forced to think about other things, eve', if he had to endure Draco Malfoys taunting. Malfoy was almost beside himself with glee at Gryffindor's defeat. He had finally taken off his bandages, and celebrated having the full use of both arms again by doing spirited imitations of Harry falling off his broom. Malfoy spent much of their next Potions class doing dementor imitations across the dungeon; Ron finally cracked and flung a large, slippery crocodile heart at Malfoy, which hit him in the face and caused Snape to take fifty points from Gryffindor.
When Ron and Hermione had paid for all their sweets, the three of them left Honeydukes for the blizzard outside.
Hermione peered around the classroom door.
"Have you any theory as to how he got in, Professor?" asked Snape.
"Did you tell the whole pub, Hagrid?" said Professor McGonagall exasperatedly.
Harry looked curiously at the goblet. Lupin smiled.
"I do!" said Harry fiercely, stuffing the rest of the Chocolate Frog into his mouth. "I've got to! What if the dementors turn up at our match against Ravenclaw? I can't afford to fall off again. If we lose this game we've lost the Quidditch Cup!"
The babble broke out again.
"Well, more innocent than we are now -- we got into a spot of bother with Filch."
"He bit Goyle for us once!" Ron said miserably. "Remember, Harry?"
"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!"
"Arithmancy looks terrible," said Harry, picking up a very complicated-looking number chart.
Lupin was tapping Harry hard on the face. This time it was a minute before Harry understood why he was lying on a dusty classroom floor.
"Harry!" said Fred, who looked extremely white underneath, the mud. "How're you feeling?"
Harry and Hermione put their ears to the door too. From inside the cabin came a series of low, throbbing moans.