" So he can beat himself up with the poker? " snorted Harry, kneeling beside the elf. " I don't think so. Right. Kreacher, I want the truth: How do you know Mundungus Fletcher stole the locket? "
“让他用拨火棍惩罚自己?”哈利哼了一声,在家养小精灵身边跪下。“我可不想这样。好了,克利切,我要知道真相,你怎么知道是蒙顿格斯。
莱奇偷了那个盒子?”