Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

The Unforgivable Curses

           "Ihaven’tgotacluewhatthislot’ssupposedtomean,"hesaid,staringdownatalonglistofcalculations.

           "Youknow,"saidRon,whosehairwasonendbecauseofallthetimeshehadrunhisfingersthroughitinfrustration,"Ithinkit’sbacktotheoldDivinationstandby."

           "What-makeitup?"

           "Yeah,"saidRon,sweepingthejumbleofscrawlednotesoffthetable,dippinghispenintosomeink,andstartingtowrite.

           "NextMonday,"hesaidashescribbled,"Iamlikelytodevelopacough,owingtotheunluckyconjunctionofMarsandJupiter."HelookedupatHarry."Youknowher-justputinloadsofmisery,she’lllapitup."

           "Right,"saidHarry,crumplinguphisfirstattemptandlobbingitovertheheadsofagroupofchatteringfirstyearsintothefire."Okay...onMonday,Iwillbeindangerof-er-burns."

           "Yeah,youwillbe,"saidRondarkly,"we’reseeingtheskrewtsagainonMonday.Okay,Tuesday,I’ll...erm..."

           "Loseatreasuredpossession,"saidHarry,whowasflickingthroughUnfoggingtheFutureforideas.

           "Goodone,"saidRon,copyingitdown."Becauseof...erm...Mercury.Whydon’tyougetstabbedinthebackbysomeoneyouthoughtwasafriend?"

           "Yeah...cool..."saidHarry,scribblingitdown,"because...Venusisinthetwelfthhouse."

           "AndonWednesday,IthinkI’llcomeoffworstinafight."

           "Aaah,Iwasgoingtohaveafight.Okay,I’llloseabet."

           "Yeah,you’llbebettingI’llwinmyfight...."

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