Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

The Invitation

           Shakingwithanger,heshotanervouslookthroughthewindow,asthoughexpectingtoseesomeoftheneighborswiththeirearspressedagainsttheglass.

           "HowmanytimesdoIhavetotellyounottomentionthatunnaturalnessundermyroof?"hehissed,hisfacenowarichplumcolor."Youstandthere,intheclothesPetuniaandIhaveputonyourungratefulback-"

           "OnlyafterDudleyfinishedwiththem,"saidHarrycoldly,andindeed,hewasdressedinasweatshirtsolargeforhimthathehadhadtorollbackthesleevesfivetimessoastobeabletousehishands,andwhichfellpastthekneesofhisextremelybaggyjeans.

           "Iwillnotbespokentolikethat!"saidUncleVernon,tremblingwithrage.

           ButHarrywasn’tgoingtostandforthis.GonewerethedayswhenhehadbeenforcedtotakeeverysingleoneoftheDursleys’stupidrules.Hewasn’tfollowingDudley’sdiet,andhewasn’tgoingtoletUncleVernonstophimfromgoingtotheQuidditchWorldCup,notifhecouldhelpit.Harrytookadeep,steadyingbreathandthensaid,"Okay,Ican’tseetheWorldCup.CanIgonow,then?OnlyI’vegotalettertoSiriusIwanttofinish.Youknow-mygodfather."

           Hehaddoneit,hehadsaidthemagicwords.NowhewatchedthepurplerecedeblotchilyfromUncleVernon’sface,makingitlooklikebadlymixedblackcurranticecream.

           "You’re-you’rewritingtohim,areyou?"saidUncleVernon,inawould-becalmvoice-butHarryhadseenthepupilsofhistinyeyescontractwithsuddenfear.

           "Well-yeah,"saidHarry,casually.

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