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¡¡¡¡Harry: Dobby! So this is your master. The family you serve is the Malfoys.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: I¡¯ll deal with you later. Out of my way, Porter. So, it¡¯s true, you have returned.
¡¡¡¡Dumbledore: When the governer learned that Arthur Weasley¡¯s daughter was taken into the Chamber, they saw fit to summon me back.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: Ridiculous!
¡¡¡¡Dumbledore: Curiously, Lucius, several of them were under the impression that you would curse their families...if they didn¡¯t agree to suspend me in the first place.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: How dare you!
¡¡¡¡Dumbledore: Beg your pardon?
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: My sole concer has always been and will always be...the welfare of this school...and of course...it¡¯s students. The culprit (·¸ÈË) has been identified, I presume?
¡¡¡¡Dumbledore: Oh, yes.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: And? Who was it?
¡¡¡¡Dumbledore: Voldemort. Only this time he chose to act through somebody else...by means of this.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: I see.
¡¡¡¡Dumbledore: Fortunately, our young Mr. Porter discovered it. One hopes that no more of Lord Voldemore¡¯s old school-things...should find their way into innocent hands. The consequences for the one responsible would be...severe.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: Well, let us hope...that Mr. Porter will always be around to save the day.
¡¡¡¡Harry: Don¡¯t worry. I will be.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: Dumbledore. Come, Dobby. We¡¯re leaving.
¡¡¡¡Harry: Sir? I wonder if I could have that?
¡¡¡¡Harry: Mr. Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy! I have something of yours.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: Mine! I don¡¯t know what you are talking about.
¡¡¡¡Harry: I think you do, sir. I think you slipped the diary into Ginny Weasley¡¯s cauldron (Ͱ£¬¹øÂ¯)...that day at the Diagon Alley.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: You do, do you? Why don¡¯t you prove it? Come, Dobby.
¡¡¡¡Harry: Open it.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: Dobby?
¡¡¡¡Dobby: Master has given Dobby a sock.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: What? I didn¡¯t give...
¡¡¡¡Dobby: Master has presented Dobby with clothes. Dobby is free.
¡¡¡¡Malfoy: You lost me my servant!