Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

The House-elf Liberation Front

           "Oh-sorry,Neville!"Fredshoutedoverallthelaughter."Iforgot-itwasthecustardcreamswehexed-"

           Withinaminute,however,Nevillehadmolted,andoncehisfeathershadfallenoff,hereappearedlookingentirelynormal.Heevenjoinedinlaughing.

           "CanaryCreams!"Fredshoutedtotheexcitablecrowd."GeorgeandIinventedthem-sevenSickleseach,abargain!"

           ItwasnearlyoneinthemorningwhenHarryfinallywentuptothedormitorywithRon,Neville,Seamus,andDean.Beforehepulledthecurtainsofhisfour-postershut.HarrysethistinymodeloftheHungarianHorntailonthetablenexttohisbed,whereityawned,curledup,andcloseditseyes.Really,Harrythought,ashepulledthehangingsonhisfour-posterclosed,Hagridhadapoint...theywereallright,really,dragons....

           ThestartofDecemberbroughtwindandsleettoHogwarts.Draftythoughthecastlealwayswasinwinter.HarrywasgladofitsfiresandthickwallseverytimehepassedtheDurmstrangshiponthelake,whichwaspitchinginthehighwinds,itsblacksailsbillowingagainstthedarkskies.HethoughttheBeauxbatonscaravanwaslikelytobeprettychillytoo.Hagrid,henoticed,waskeepingMadameMaxime’shorseswellprovidedwiththeirpreferreddrinkofsingle-maltwhiskey;thefumeswaftingfromthetroughinthecomeroftheirpaddockwasenoughtomaketheentireCareofMagicalCreaturesclasslight-headed.Thiswasunhelpful,astheywerestilltendingthehorribleskrewtsandneededtheirwitsaboutthem.

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