Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang

           Therewasapleasantfeelingofanticipationintheairthatday.Nobodywasveryattentiveinlessons,beingmuchmoreinterestedinthearrivalthateveningofthepeoplefromBeauxbatonsandDurmstrang;evenPotionswasmorebearablethanusual,asitwashalfanhourshorter.Whenthebellrangearly,Harry,Ron,andHermionehurrieduptoGryffindorTower,depositedtheirbagsandbooksastheyhadbeeninstructed,pulledontheircloaks,andrushedbackdownstairsintotheentrancehall.

           TheHeadsofHouseswereorderingtheirstudentsintolines.

           "Weasley,straightenyourhat,"ProfessorMcGonagallsnappedatRon."MissPatil,takethatridiculousthingoutofyourhair."

           Parvatiscowledandremovedalargeornamentalbutterflyfromtheendofherplait.

           "Followme,please,"saidProfessorMcGonagall."Firstyearsinfront...nopushing...."

           Theyfileddownthestepsandlinedupinfrontofthecastle.Itwasacold,clearevening;duskwasfallingandapale,transparent-lookingmoonwasalreadyshiningovertheForbiddenForest.Harry,standingbetweenRonandHermioneinthefourthrowfromthefront,sawDennisCreeveypositivelyshiveringwithanticipationamongtheotherfirstyears.

           "Nearlysix,"saidRon,checkinghiswatchandthenstaringdownthedrivethatledtothefrontgates."Howd’youreckonthey’recoming?Thetrain?"

           "Idoubtit,"saidHermione.

           "How,then?Broomsticks?"Harrysuggested,lookingupatthestarrysky.

           "Idon’tthinkso...notfromthatfaraway...."

           "APortkey?"Ronsuggested.

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