时间：2020 01-27 作者：tbeywpm 浏览量：16911
'Correct, Potter. And dim though you may be - ' Harry looked back at Snape, hating him ' - I would have thought that after over two months of lessons you might have made some progress. How many other dreams about the Dark Lord have you had?'
'You mark my words, she's going to want revenge on Dumbledore for appointing a new teacher without consulting her,' said Hermione, closing the newspaper. 'Especially another part-human. You saw the look on her face when she saw Firenze.'
'No, they don't,' said Harry, his jaw set and his fingers clenched tightly around the handle of his wand.
When the door was closed and the last student had sat down on a tree stump beside the wastepaper basket, Firenze gestured around the room.
'Not really,' said Hermione indifferently, who was reading the Daily Prophet. 'I've never really liked horses.'
The elf's eyes were wide with terror and he was shaking. The members of the DA closest to Harry had fallen silent; everybody in the room was watching Dobby. The few Patronuses people had managed to conjure faded away into silver mist, leaving the room looking much darker than before.
'A gorgeous centaur . . .' sighed Parvati.
Trivial hurts, tiny human accidents,' said Firenze, as his hooves thudded over the mossy floor. These are of no more significance than the scurryings of ants to the wide universe, and are unaffected by planetary movements.'
Harry turned. The centaur advanced a little towards him. Ron hesitated.
'Aren't we going up to North Tower?' asked Ron, looking puzzled, as Parvati bypassed the marble staircase.