Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

Triwizard Tournament

           "Peoplehavedied,though!"saidHermioneinaworriedvoiceastheywalkedthroughadoorconcealedbehindatapestryandstartedupanother,narrowerstaircase.

           "Yeah,"saidFredairily,"butthatwasyearsago,wasn’tit?Anyway,where’sthefunwithoutabitofrisk?Hey,Ron,whatifwefindouthowtoget’roundDumbledore?Fancyentering?"

           "Whatd’youreckon?"RonaskedHarry."Becooltoenter,wouldn’tit?ButIs’posetheymightwantsomeoneolder....Dunnoifwe’velearnedenough..."

           "Idefinitelyhaven’t,"cameNeville’sgloomyvoicefrombehindFredandGeorge.

           "Iexpectmygran’dwantmetotry,though.She’salwaysgoingonabouthowIshouldbeupholdingthefamilyhonor.I’lljusthaveto-oops..."

           Neville’sfoothadsunkrightthroughastephalfwayupthestaircase.ThereweremanyofthesetrickstairsatHogwarts;itwassecondnaturetomostoftheolderstudentstojumpthisparticularstep,butNeville’smemorywasnotoriouslypoor.HarryandRonseizedhimunderthearmpitsandpulledhimout,whileasuitofarmoratthetopofthestairscreakedandclanked,laughingwheezily.

           "Shutit,you,"saidRon,bangingdownitsvisorastheypassed.

           TheymadetheirwayuptotheentrancetoGryffindorTower,whichwasconcealedbehindalargeportraitofafatladyinapinksilkdress.

           "Password?"shesaidastheyapproached.

           "Balderdash,"saidGeorge,"aprefectdownstairstoldme."

           Theportraitswungforwardtorevealaholeinthewallthroughwhichtheyallclimbed.

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