时间：2020 01-26 作者：nvhcnfh 浏览量：45943
He took one.
'If you don't stop doing it, I'm going to - '
'Oh, yeah?' said Harry. His temper, which seemed to have been bubbling just beneath the surface all day, was reaching boiling point.
'Shall we do Snape's stuff first?' said Ron, dipping his quill into his ink. "The properties. . . of moonstone. . . and its uses . . . in potion-making. . ." ' he muttered, writing the words across the top of his parchment as he spoke them. There.' He underlined the title, then looked up expectantly at Hermione.
'I told you this morning, you can't test your rubbish on students!'
'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge,' they chanted back at her.
'Feel all right?' said George kindly to a small dark-haired girl lying at his feet.
'I never remember my dreams,' said Ron, 'you say one.'
'And your name is?' Professor Umbridge said to Dean.
Harry shook his head, noticing as he did so that the ache in his right temple was getting worse. He thought of the long essay on giant wars and the pain stabbed at him sharply. Knowing perfectly well that when the morning came, he would regret not finishing his homework that night, he piled his books back into his bag.
'Have a biscuit,' she repeated impatiently, indicating a tartan tin lying on top of one of the piles of papers on her desk. 'And sit down.'