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Celestina ended her song on a very long, high-pitched note and loud applause issued out of the wireless, which Mrs. Weasley joined in with enthusiastically.
then there came a loud knock on the door and the man jerked awake, raising a wand in his right hand and a short knife in his left.
"Stutter at me?" said Harry, grinning. "Come on, would I?"
Harry raised his eyebrows, but said nothing except, "We'll be starting in about five minutes, you'd better get your boots on."
"— he was pretending to offer help so that he could trick Malfoy into telling him what he's doing?"
"Dilligrout," he said darkly to the Fat Lady, and they climbed through the portrait hole into the common room.
They were getting near it now, Harry thought, the reason Scrim-geour was here.
"Yeah," said Ron, who was pale and sick-looking.
"But why would he do that?"
'You sure the Prince hasn't got any tips?' Ron muttered to Harry.
The door behind them burst open. To Harry's horror, Ron came in, laughing, pulling Lavender by the hand. ; '
"So Voldemort stole Morfin's wand and used it?" said Harry, sitting up straight.
"Well, yeah," said Ron. He hesitated a moment, then said, "Is Hermione really going out with McLaggen?"
Harry turned away from Ron, who did not look like he would be surfacing soon, just as the portrait hole was closing. With a sinking feeling, he thought he saw a mane of bushy brown hair whip-ping out of sight.
Shortly after this, Fleur decided to imitate Celestina singing "A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love," which was taken by everyone, once they had glimpsed Mrs. Weasley's expression, to be the cue to go to bed. Harry and Ron climbed all the way up to Ron's attic bedroom, where a camp bed had been added for Harry.
Harry stepped into the emerald fire and shouted "Hogwarts!" He had one last fleeting view of the Weasleys' kitchen and Mrs. Weasley's tearful face before the flames engulfed him; spinning very fast, he caught blurred glimpses of other Wizarding rooms, which were whipped out of sight before he could get a proper look; then he was slowing down, finally stopping squarely in the fireplace in Professor McGonagall's office. She barely glanced up from her work as he clambered out over the grate.（央视记者 徐海霞）