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Standing against the ramparts, very white in the face, Dumbledore still showed no sign of panic or distress. He merely looked across at his disarmer and said, 'Good evening, Draco.'
"You're scared he'll find out you helped me?"
'What has happened?' asked Dumbledore. 'Rosmerta, what's wrong?'
"Good gracious, is it that time already? You'd better get going boys, or we'll all be in trouble. Lestrange, I want your essay by in morrow or it's detention. Same goes for you, Avery."
"Come back! All right, I lied! I was annoyed you woke me up! The password's still 'tapeworm'!"
And then Harry heard a scream and a crash. He stopped in his tracks, listening.
The - the Dark Mark, Albus.'
'Enjoy yourself,' said Harry irritably.
He skidded to a halt beside the tapestry of dancing trolls, closed his eyes, and began to walk.
"Go," he said to Myrtle, and she swooped back into her toilet at once, leaving a ringing silence behind her.
"And get the book? Yeah, I am," said Harry forcefully. "Listen, without the Prince I'd never have won the Felix Felicis. I'd never have known how to save Ron from poisoning, I'd never have —"
"The archway will have sealed again. . . . My knife ..." '
"What is it?" asked Harry quietly.
". . . terrible," Hagrid grunted, and his great shaggy head rolled sideways onto his arms and he fell asleep, snoring deeply.
"I need your book," Harry panted. "Your Potions book. Quick . . . give it to me . . ."
A few days before the match against Ravenclaw, Harry found himself walking down to dinner alone from the common room, Ron having rushed off into a nearby bathroom to throw up yet again, and Hermione having dashed off to see Professor Vector about a mistake she thought she might have made in her last Arithmancy essay. More out of habit than anything, Harry made his usual detour along the seventh-floor corridor, checking the Marauder's Map as he went. For a moment he could not find Malfoy anywhere and assumed he must indeed be inside the Room of Requirement again, but then he saw Malfoy's tiny, labeled dot standing in a boys' bathroom on the floor below, accompanied, not by Crabbe or Goyle, but by Moaning Myrtle.？
Immediately a thick coppery green chain appeared out of thin air, extending from the depths of the water into Dumbledore's clenched hand. Dumbledore tapped the chain, which began to slide through his fist like a snake, coiling itself on the ground with a clinking sound that echoed noisily off the rocky walls, pulling something from the depths of the black water. Harry gasped as the ghostly prow of a tiny boat broke the surface, glowing as green as the chain, and floated, with barely a ripple, toward the place on the bank where Harry and Dumbledore stood.（央视记者 徐海霞）