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They did not speak again until they had reached the end of the tunnel. Crookshanks darted up first; he had evidently pressed his paw to the knot on the trunk, because Lupin, Pettigrew, and Ron clambered upward without any sound of savaging branches.
"O' -- o' course, Professor," said Hagrid, who sounded weak with happiness. "Come in, come in...."
He certainly wasn't the only one who was sorry to see Professor Lupin go. The whole of Harry's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was miserable about his resignation.
"Okay, Buckbeak, up!" said Harry, shaking the rope. "Up to the tower -- come on.
Harry frowned; he felt as though he were screwing up his whole brain in concentration.
"Sirius, he's gone, Pettigrew transformed!" Harry yelled.
"I don't know... no... he looked solid...."
"That was Crookshanks pressing the knot," said Hermione.
He forced himself to think of Black, and only Black, and began to chant: "Expecto patronum! Expecto patronum!"
"Yes," said Harry and Ron together, instantly.
But the Weasleys gave a gigantic tug and Harry's leg slid out of Uncle Vernon's grasp - Harry was in the car - he'd slammed the door shut
"So - what's the story, Harry?" said Ron impatiently. "What's been happening?"
Everything was slightly blurred. Somebody had removed his glasses. He was lying in the dark hospital wing. At the very end of the ward, he could make out Madam Pomfrey with her back to him, bending over a bed. Harry squinted. Ron's red hair was visible beneath Madam Pomfrey's arm.
A faint pinkish glow was visible along the horizon to the east.
"How about -'We had to write an essay about our hero at school, Mr. Mason, and I wrote about you."'
It was certainly nothing like Santa Claus. It was small and leathery looking, with a large, knobby, bald head exactly like a potato. Ron held it at arm's length as it kicked out at him with its horny little feet; he grasped it around the ankles and turned it upside down.,
Harry went back to his toast. Of course, he thought bitterly, Un cle Vernon was talking about the stupid dinner party. He'd been talk ing of nothing else for two weeks. Some rich builder and his wife were coming to dinner and Uncle Vernon was hoping to get a huge order from him (Uncle Vernon's company made drills).（央视记者 徐海霞）