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Gringotts goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied the same day.
"That's enough, Mr. Weasley. Potter, follow me, now."
"Another Weasley, eh?" said Hagrid, glancing at Ron's freckles. I spent half me life chasin' yer twin brothers away from the forest."
"Oh, honestly, don't you two read? Look -- read that, there."
"You're in luck, Weasley, Potter's obviously spotted some money on the ground!" said Malfoy.
"Obviously, you've just done so," Dumbledore smiled. "You may ask me one more thing, however."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at one another, wondering what to tell him. Harry decided on the truth.
No one could wait for the holidays to start. While the Gryffindor common room and the Great Hall had roaring fires, the drafty corridors had become icy and a bitter wind rattled the windows in the classrooms. Worst of all were Professor Snape's classes down in the dungeons, where their breath rose in a mist before them and they kept as close as possible to their hot cauldrons.
"Shut up, you two," said Wood. "This is the best team Gryffindor's had in years. We're going to win. I know it."
Harry was faster than Higgs -- he could see the little round ball, wings fluttering, darting up ahead - - he put on an extra spurt of speed --
"Bet you could," Ron muttered.
A barn owl brought Neville a small package from his grandmother. He opened it excitedly and showed them a glass ball the size of a large marble, which seemed to be full of white smoke.
Harry shook his head. He understood what he had to do all right, it was doing it that was going to be the problem.
Ron grabbed the binoculars. Snape was in the middle of the stands opposite them. He had his eyes fixed on Harry and was muttering nonstop under his breath.
Harry tried to shut the door quietly, but --
The Slytherins were already there, and so were twenty broomsticks lying in neat lines on the ground. Harry had heard Fred and George Weasley complain about the school brooms, saying that some of them started to vibrate if you flew too high, or always flew slightly to the left.？
Harry went to bed with his head buzzing with the same question. Neville was snoring loudly, but Harry couldn't sleep. He tried to empty his mind -- he needed to sleep, he had to, he had his first Quidditch match in a few hours -- but the expression on Snape's face when Harry had seen his leg wasn't easy to forget.（央视记者 徐海霞）