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第1章 风无尘战龙皇（3）

`Are you the Spirit, sir, whose coming was foretold to me.' asked

(pulls notepad and pencil)

...and CAMERA DRIFTS FROM THE ROOM, leaving the dark place and the dingy act behind...MOVING up empty corridors, past

‘A most unaccountable delusion it is!’ cried Miss Murdstone.

‘But why?’ said Harry desperately. ‘Why's he being so stupid? If Dumbledore—’

‘Boys,’ Mr. Weasley said, lifting the stew back into the middle of the table, ‘your mother's right, you're supposed to show a sense of responsibility now you've come of age—’

‘I'm a resident of Little Whinging, close to where Harry Potter lives,’ said Mrs. Figg.

‘I didn't like him,’ said Ron at once.

‘Don’t say so,’ I returned. ‘You don’t think so.’