3.harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban-第47部分
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〃e on； Harry！〃 said George； fighting his way over。 〃Party！ Gryffindor mon room； now！〃
〃Right；〃 said Harry； and feeling happier than he had in ages； he and the rest of the team led the way； still in their scarlet robes； out of the stadium and back up to the castle。
It felt as though they had already won the Quidditch Cup； the party went on all day and well into the night。 Fred and George Weasley disappeared for a couple of hours and returned with armfuls of bottles of butterbeer； pumpkin fizz； and several bags full of Honeydukes sweets。
〃How did you do that？〃 squealed Angelina Johnson as George started throwing Peppermint Toads into the crowd。
〃With a little help from Moony； Wormtail； Padfoot； and Prongs；〃 Fred muttered in Harry's ear。
Only one person wasn't joining in the festivities。 Hermione； incredibly； was sitting in a corner； attempting to read an enormous book entitled Home Life and Social Habits of British Muggles。 Harry broke away from the table where Fred and George had started juggling butterbeer bottles and went over to her。
〃Did you even e to the match？〃 he asked her。
〃Of course I did；〃 said Hermione in a strangely high…pitched voice； not looking up。 〃And I'm very glad we won； and I think you did really well； but I need to read this by Monday。〃
〃e on； Hermione； e and have some food；〃 Harry said； looking over at Ron and wondering whether he was in a good enough mood to bury the hatchet。
〃I can't； Harry。 I've still got four hundred and twenty…two pages to read！〃 said Hermione； now sounding slightly hysterical。 〃Anyway。。。〃 She glanced over at Ron too。 〃He doesn't want me to join in。〃
There was no arguing with this； as Ron chose that moment to say loudly； 〃If Scabbers hadn't just been eaten； he could have had some of those Fudge Flies。 He used to really like them 〃
Hermione burst into tears。 Before Harry could say or do anything； she tucked the enormous book under her arm； and； still sobbing； ran toward the staircase to the girls' dormitories and out of sight。
〃Can't you give her a break？〃 Harry asked Ron quietly。
〃No；〃 said Ron flatly。 〃If she just acted like she was sorry but she'll never admit she's wrong； Hermione。 She's still acting like Scabbers has gone on vacation or something。〃
The Gryffindor party ended only when Professor McGonagall turned up in her tartan dressing gown and hair net at one in the morning； to insist that they all go to bed。 Harry and Ron climbed the stairs to their dormitory； still discussing the match。 At last； exhausted； Harry climbed into bed； twitched the hangings of his four…poster shut to block out a ray of moonlight； lay back； and felt himself almost instantly drifting off to sleep。。。。
He had a very strange dream。 He was walking through a forest； his Firebolt over his shoulder； following something silvery…white。 It was winding its way through the trees ahead； and he could only catch glimpses of it between the leaves。 Anxious to catch up with it； he sped up； but as he moved faster； so did his quarry。 Harry broke into a run； and ahead he heard hooves gathering speed。 Now he was running flat out； and ahead he could hear galloping。 Then he turned a corner into a clearing and …
〃AAARRGGHH！ NOOO！〃
Harry woke as suddenly as though he'd been hit in the face。 Disoriented in the total darkness； he fumbled with his hangings； he could hear movements around him； and Seamus Finnigan's voice from the other side of the room： 〃What's going on？〃
Harry thought he heard the dormitory door slam。 At last finding the divide in his curtains； he ripped them back； and at the same moment； Dean Thomas lit his lamp。
Ron was sitting up in bed； the hangings torn from one side； a look of utmost terror on his face。
〃Black！ Sirius Black！ With a knife！〃
〃What？〃
〃Here！ Just now！ Slashed the curtains！ Woke me up！〃
〃You sure you weren't dreaming； Ron？〃 said Dean。
〃Look at the curtains！ I tell you； he was here！〃
They all scrambled out of bed； Harry reached the dormitory door first； and they sprinted back down the staircase。 Doors opened behind them； and sleepy voices called after them。
〃Who shouted？〃
〃What're you doing？〃
The mon room was lit with the glow of the dying fire； still littered with the debris from the party。 It was deserted。
〃Are you sure you weren't dreaming； Ron？〃
〃I'm telling you； I saw him！〃
〃What's all the noise？〃
〃Professor McGonagall told us to go to bed！〃
A few of the girls had e down their staircase； pulling or； dressing gowns and yawning。 Boys； too； were reappearing。
〃Excellent； are we carrying on？〃 said Fred Weasley brightly。
〃Everyone back upstairs！〃 said Percy； hurrying into the mon room and pinning his Head Boy badge to his pajamas as he spoke。
〃Perce Sirius Black！〃 said Ron faintly。 〃In our dormitory！ With a knife！ Woke me up！〃
The mon room went very still。
〃Nonsense！〃 said Percy； looking startled。 〃You had too much to eat； Ron had a nightmare 〃
〃I'm telling you 〃
〃Now； really； enough's enough！〃
Professor McGonagall was back。 She slammed the portrait behind her as she entered the mon room and stared furiously around。
〃I am delighted that Gryffindor won the match； but this is getting ridiculous！ Percy； I expected better of you！〃
〃I certainly didn't authorize this； Professor！〃 said Percy； puffing himself up indignantly。 〃I was just telling them all to get back to bed！ My brother Ron here had a nightmare 〃
〃IT WASN'T A NIGHTMARE！〃 Ron yelled。 〃PROFESSOR； I WOKE UP； AND SIRIUS BLACK WAS STANDING OVER ME； HOLDING A KNIFE！〃
Professor McGonagall stared at him。
〃Don't be ridiculous； Weasley； how could he possibly have gotten through the portrait hole？〃
〃Ask him！〃 said Ron； pointing a shaking finger at the back of Sir Cadogan's picture。 〃Ask him if he saw 〃
Glaring suspiciously at Ron； Professor McGonagall pushed the Portrait back open and went outside。 The whole mon room listened with bated breath。 〃Sir Cadogan； did you just let a man enter Gryffindor Tower？〃 〃Certainly； good lady！〃 cried Sir Cadogan。
There was a stunned silence； both inside and outside the mon room。
〃You you did？〃 said Professor McGonagall。 〃But but the password！〃
〃He had 'em！〃 said Sir Cadogan proudly。 〃Had the whole week's； my lady！ Read 'em off a little piece of paper！〃
Professor McGonagall pulled herself back through the portrait hole to face the stunned crowd。 She was white as chalk。
〃Which person；〃 she said； her voice shaking； 〃which abysmally foolish person wrote down this week's passwords and left them lying around？〃
There was utter silence； broken by the smallest of terrified squeaks。 Neville Longbottom； trembling from head to fluffy slippered toes； raised his hand slowly into the air。
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
SNAPE'S GRUDGE
No one in Gryffindor Tower slept that night。 They knew that the castle was being searched again； and the whole House stayed awake in the mon room； waiting to hear whether Black had been caught。 Professor McGonagall came back at dawn； to tell them that he had again escaped。
Throughout the day； everywhere they went they saw signs of tighter security； Professor Flitwick could be seen teaching the front doors to recognize a large picture of Sirius Black； Filch was suddenly bustling up and down the corridors； boarding up everything from tiny cracks in the walls to mouse holes。 Sir Cadogan had been fired。 His portrait had been taken back to its lonely landing on the seventh floor； and the Fat Lady was back。 She had been expertly restored； but was still extremely nervous； and had agreed to return to her job only on condition that she was given extra protection。 A bunch of surly security trolls had been hired to guard her。 They paced the corridor in a menacing group； talking in grunts and paring the size of their clubs。
Harry couldn't help noticing that the statue of the one…eyed witch on the third floor remained unguarded and unblocked。 It seemed that Fred and George had been right in thinking that they and now Harry； Ron； and Hermione were the only ones who knew about the hidden passageway within it。
〃D'you reckon we should
