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"What's a Howler?" he said.
"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" said a voice Harry had no trouble recognizing. He straightened up and found himself face-to-face with Draco Malfoy, who was wearing his usual sneer.
"Everyone line up!" Malfoy roared to the crowd. "Harry Potter's giving out signed photos!"
"WATCH OUT FOR THAT TREE!" Harry bellowed, lunging for the steering wheel, but too late.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were joined at their tray by a curly-haired Hufflepuff boy Harry knew by sight but had never spoken to.
When he had handed out the test papers he returned to the front of the class and said, "You have thirty minutes - start - now!"
Ron unlocked the cavernous trunk with a series of taps from his wand. They heaved their luggage back in, put Hedwig on the back seat, and got into the front.
He took a pinch of glittering powder out of the flowerpot, stepped up to the fire, and threw the powder into the flames.
"Who?" said Harry as they backtracked quickly.
"Hello, Peeves," said Harry cautiously.
"Lucius," said Mr. Weasley, nodding coldly.
"Come ... come to me.... Let me rip you.... Let me tear you .... Let me kill you . . . ."
"Harry, what're we -"
"Now what?" said Harry, blinking at the solid mass of cloud pressing in on them from all sides.
It was pandemonium. The pixies shot in every direction like rockets. Two of them seized Neville by the ears and lifted him into the air. Several shot straight through the window, showering the back row with broken glass. The rest proceeded to wreck the classroom more effectively than a rampaging rhino. They grabbed ink bottles and sprayed the class with them, shredded books and papers, tore pictures from the walls, up-ended the waste basket, grabbed bags and books and threw them out of the smashed window; within minutes, half the class was sheltering under desks and Neville was swinging from the iron chandelier in the ceiling.,
Hagrid was wading toward them through the sea of books. In an instant he had pulled Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy apart. Mr. Weasley had a cut lip and Mr. Malfoy had been hit in the eye by an Encyclopedia of Toadstools. He was still holding Ginny's old Transfiguration book. He thrust it at her, his eyes glittering with malice.？
A ringing silence fell. The red envelope, which had dropped from Ron's hand, burst into flames and curled into ashes. Harry and Ron sat stunned, as though a tidal wave had just passed over them. A few people laughed and, gradually, a babble of talk broke out again.（央视记者 徐海霞）