时间：2020 01-25 作者：entazmc 浏览量：45617
He jabbed at the bullfrog so hard he poked it in the eye: the frog gave a deafening croak and leapt off the desk.
'Sirius?' said Harry anxiously.
'So,' said Sirius, 'how are you organising this group? Where are you meeting?'
They squelched through the deepening mud to the middle of the pitch; visibility was still very poor even with the Impervius Charm; light was fading fast and curtains of rain were sweeping the grounds.
'It's the way you're moving your wand,' said Hermione, watching Ron critically, 'you don't want to wave it, it's more a sharp jab.'
'Mine haven't,' said George, through clenched teeth, 'they're throbbing like mad . . . feel bigger if anything.'
'No, they can't have done, because I put a jinx on that piece of parchment we all signed,' said Hermione grimly. 'Believe me, if anyone's run off and told Umbridge, we'll know exactly who they are and they will really regret it.'
'Er - I don't think we're allowed in the girls' dormitories,' said Harry, pulling Ron to his feet and trying not to laugh.
Snape's lip curled.
'Consider what?' said Ron angrily. 'She's given the Slytherins permission, why not us?'
'Professor,' said Parvati, 'do you mean . . . is it something Professor Umbridge - ?'
The weather did not improve as the day wore on, so that at seven o'clock that evening, when Harry and Ron went down to the Quidditch pitch for practice, they were soaked through within minutes, their feet slipping and sliding on the sodden grass. The sky was a deep, thundery grey and it was a relief to gain the warmth and light of the changing rooms, even if they knew the respite was only temporary. They found Fred and George debating whether to use one of their own Skiving Snackboxes to get out of flying.;