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第8章 踏入化圣

Jets of light shot from both wands, hit each other in midair, and ricocheted off at angles - Harry's hit Goyle in the face, and Malfoy's hit Hermione. Goyle bellowed and put his hands to his nose, where great ugly boils were springing up - Hermione, whimpering in panic, was clutching her mouth.

“禽兽！”欧静枫骂了句：“你知道她流产的时候喊着你的名字哭得多伤心吗？肝肠寸断，你明白吗？”

again explained that it is not himself, but his office he wishes to

叮咚，搁在盥洗池台上的手机震动了一下，保镖长将视频剪辑压缩传送了过来。

宝马车被吓了一跳，但没有减速。

“Harry?” Dumbledore said gently.

“这是何必呢？”

男人一顿，又静了两三秒，才道。

“参见少主！”