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第1章 利益诱惑？

Harry Potter

He now furtively raised his eyes: he glanced at me, irresolute,

Harry saw the blurred outlines of Fred and George leaping down from Ron's bed. There was a groan of bedsprings and Harry's mattress descended a few inches as George sat down near his feet.

have only one. There’s the difference. However, that’s beside the

He did not know or care whether they were wizards or Muggles, friends or foes; all he cared about was that a dark stain was spreading across Dobby’s front, and that he had stretched out his own arms to Harry with a look of supplication. Harry caught him and laid him sideways on the cool grass.

Harry gave a hollow laughed. “The Dursleys haven't given me pocket money for about six years.”

Harry sat down in a chair in front of Dumbledore's desk. For several minutes, he sat and watched the old headmasters and headmistresses snoozing in their frames, thinking about what he had just heard, and running his fingers over his scar. It had stopped hurting now.

He kicks a table over. Tax files explode through the air.

he could under his chair; “it was all her doing: yer’ve got it now,