Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

The Dark Mark

           "Iwouldn’tfancyhavingtogoandtelltheIrishthey’vegottostopcelebrating."

           Harry,whowasonatopbunkaboveRon,laystaringupatthecanvasceilingofthetent,watchingtheglowofanoccasionalleprechaunlanternflyingoverhead,andpicturingagainsomeofKrum’smorespectacularmoves.HewasitchingtogetbackonhisownFireboltandtryouttheWronskiFeint....SomehowOliverWoodhadnevermanagedtoconveywithallhiswrigglingdiagramswhatthatmovewassupposedtolooklike....Harrysawhimselfinrobesthathadhisnameontheback,andimaginedthesensationofhearingahundred-thousand-strongcrowdroar,asLudoBagman’svoiceechoedthroughoutthestadium,"Igiveyou....Potter!"

           Harryneverknewwhetherornothehadactuallydroppedofftosleep-hisfantasiesofflyinglikeKrummightwellhaveslippedintoactualdreams-allheknewwasthat,quitesuddenly,Mr.Weasleywasshouting.

           "Getup!Ron-Harry-comeonnow,getup,thisisurgent!"

           Harrysatupquicklyandthetopofhisheadhitcanvas.

           "’S’matter?"hesaid.

           Dimly,hecouldtellthatsomethingwaswrong.Thenoisesinthecampsitehadchanged.Thesinginghadstopped.Hecouldhearscreams,andthesoundofpeoplerunning.Heslippeddownfromthebunkandreachedforhisclothes,butMr.Weasley,whohadpulledonhisjeansoverhisownpajamas,said,"Notime,Harry-justgrabajacketandgetoutside-quickly!"

           Harrydidashewastoldandhurriedoutofthetent,Ronathisheels.

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