H: Mr. Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy! I have something of yours. M: Mine! I don't know what you are talking about. H: I think you do, sir. I think you slipped the diary into Ginny Weasley's cauldron(桶,锅炉)...that day at the Diagon Alley. M: You do, do you? Why don't you prove it? Come, Dobby. H: Open it. M: Dobby? D: Master has given Dobby a sock. M: What? I didn't give... D: Master has given Dobby with clothes. Dobby is free. M: You lost me my servant! D: You shall not harm Harry Porter! M: Your parents are meddlesome fools, too. Mark my words, Porter, one day soon...you are going to meet the same sticky end. D: Harry Porter freed Dobby. How can Dobby ever repay him? H: Just promise me something. D: Anything, sir. H: Never try to save my life again.
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