时间：02-17 来源：转载自澎湃新闻 浏览量：6070
The man's eyelids flickered.
Harry heard a key scrape in a lock and felt a cup being pushed into his hands.
They pulled out their wands. Harry kept looking around him. He had, yet again, the
He paused at a junction of two paths and looked around for some sign of Fleur. He was sure it had been she who had screamed. What had she met? Was she all right? There was no sign of red sparks - did that mean she had got herself out of trouble, or was she in such trouble that she couldn't reach her wand? Harry took the right fork with a feeling of increasing unease . . . but at the same time, he couldn't help thinking. One champion down. . .
At that moment, Harry fully understood for the first time why people said Dumbledore was the only wizard Voldemort had ever feared. The look upon Dumbledore's face as he stared down at the unconscious form of Mad-Eye Moody was more terrible than Harry could have ever imagined. There was no benign smile upon Dumbledore's face, no twinkle in the eyes behind the spectacles. There was cold fury in every line of the ancient face; a sense of power radiated from Dumbledore as though he were giving off burning heat.
"'The last thing to mend,'" Harry repeated. "Er ... no idea . . . 'middle of middle' . .
No one spoke. No one moved except Wormtail, who was upon the ground, still sobbing over his bleeding arm.
"You killed your father," Dumbledore said, in the same soft voice. "What did you do with the body?"
"They will not work properly against each other," said Dumbledore. "If, however, the owners of the wands force the wands to do battle ... a very rare effect will take place.
"Very - very well," said Madam Pomfrey, looking startled, and she too left.
I know. Harry told the music, I know I mustn't. . . but no sooner had he thought it, than the thing became much harder to do. His wand began to vibrate more powerfully than ever . . . and now the beam between him and Voldemort changed too ... it was as though large beads of light were sliding up and down the thread connecting the wands - Harry felt his wand give a shudder under his hand as the light beads began to slide slowly and steadily his way. . . . The direction of the beams movement was now toward him, from Voldemort, and he felt his wand shudder angrily. . . .
"So ... so will you move, please?" said Harry, knowing what the answer was going to be.
He opened his eyes.
Girls were screaming, sobbing hysterically.... The scene flickered oddly before Harry's eyes. . . .
"You'll see me very soon. Harry," said Sirius, turning to him. "I promise you. But I must do what I can, you understand, don't you?"
He took a deep breath and began to tell them. As he spoke, visions of everything that had passed that night seemed to rise before his eyes; he saw the sparkling surface of the potion that had revived Voldemort; he saw the Death Eaters Apparating between the graves around them; he saw Cedric's body, lying on the ground beside the cup.。