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第9章 尽入我手

The man in rags was now advancing on Ogden, knife in one hand, wand in the other.

That's what I hope you boys will find out as you work and study with me. That is why I took away all forms of pay.

The girl—the same I had seen upon the sands—was near the

terrors and sorrows revived as I traced its harsh line now! And yet

than this; and that the passage to it is speedy. God’s will be done! I

such as a sultan might, in a blissful and fond moment, bestow on a

The Great Hall rang with applause as the Sorting Hat finished.

The Great Hall looked its usual splendid self, decorated for the start-of-term feast. Golden plates and goblets gleamed by the light of hundreds and hundreds of candles, floating over the tables in midair. The four long House tables were packed with chattering students; at the top of the Hall, the staff sat along one side of a fifth table, facing their pupils. It was much warmer in here. Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked past the Slytherins, the Ravenclaws, and the Hufflepuffs, and sat down with the rest of the Gryffindors at the far side of the Hall, next to Nearly Headless Nick, the Gryffindor ghost. Pearly white and semitransparent, Nick was dressed tonight in his usual doublet, but with a particularly large ruff, which served the dual purpose of looking extra-festive, and insuring that his head didn't wobble too much on his partially severed neck.

The man stopped half-way, and they looked at each other; but