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“Just as modest as Horace described!” said Worple. “But seriously—” his manner changed; it became suddenly business-like, “I would be delighted to write it myself— people are craving to know more about you, dear boy, craving! If you were prepared to grant me a few interviews, say in four- or five-hour sessions, why, we could have the book finished within months. And all with very little effort on your part, I assure you—ask Sanguini here if it isn't quite — Sanguini, stay here!” added Worple, suddenly stern, for the vampire had been edging toward the nearby group of girls, a rather hungry look in his eye. “Here, have a pasty,” said Worple, seizing one from a passing elf and stuffing it into Sanguini's hand before turning his attention back to Harry.海角乐园投屏看真清晰“Me. Only me,” replied a tremulous voice.
“Professor!” he said, and his startled voice echoed loudly over the silent water.
“Oh, surprise me,” said Slughorn airily.
“Mr. Wood is in the vestry, sir, putting on his surplice.”
“Not spew,” said Hermione impatiently. “It's S-P-E-W. Stands for the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare.”
“Oh, qu’ elle y sera mal—peu comfortable! And her clothes,
“Moody!” he said. “How cool is he?”
“Pretty well,” replied the Dodger, producing two pocket-books;
“Keep back there, Hagrid!” yelled a wizard near the fence, straining on the chain he was holding. “They can shoot fire at a range of twenty feet, you know! I've seen this Horntail do forty!”
“Of course.”
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