时间：02-24 来源：转载自澎湃新闻 浏览量：5724
"Go on then, try and hit me!" said Neville, raising his fists. "I'm ready!"
Firenze suddenly reared on to his hind legs in anger, so that Harry had to grab his shoulders to stay on.
"Positive," said Hermione. She took a long drink from the round bottle at the end, and shuddered.
"You've had nearly fifteen minutes, now OUT" she said firmly.
Harry saw that Hagrid looked very worried.
"Look --" he murmured, holding out his arm to stop Malfoy.
Two of us will help you, which ever you would find,
THROUGH THE TRAPDOOR
It was as though an iron fist had clenched suddenly around Harry's heart. Over the rustling of the trees, he seemed to hear once more what Hagrid had told him on the night they had met: "Some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Dunno if he had enough human left in him to die."
"But so will we, won't we?" "Of course not," said Hermione. "Everything we need is here on this paper. Seven bottles: three are poison; two are wine; one will get us safely through the black fire, and one will get us back through the purple."
Your detention will take place at eleven o'clock tonight. Meet Mr. Filch in the entrance hall.
Ron went speeding in the direction that Harry was pointing, crashed into the ceiling, and nearly fell off his broom.
"Well -- no," Ron admitted.
But he hadn't walked five paces before a high voice spoke, though Quirrell wasn't moving his lips.
It was indeed as though ice was flooding his body. He put the bottle down and walked forward; he braced himself, saw the black flames licking his body, but couldn't feel them -- for a moment he could see nothing but dark fire -- then he was on the other side, in the last chamber.