【哈利波特】罗琳的作品《哈利波特前传》(6)
"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver. "Er – well, let's see. There's Wilberforce… Bathsheba… Elvendork…"
"And what's nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy or a girl," said the boy in glasses.
"Oh, OUR names, did you mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage. "You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius Black!"
"Things'll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little -"
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.
For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a second later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing more than -