Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

The Dream

           "Youareinluck,Wormtail,"saidacold,high-pitchedvoicefromthedepthsofthechairinwhichtheowlhadlanded."Youareveryfortunateindeed.Yourblunderhasnotruinedeverything.Heisdead."

           "MyLord!"gaspedthemanonthefloor."MyLord,Iam...Iamsopleased...andsosorry...."

           "Nagini,"saidthecoldvoice,"youareoutofluck.IwillnotbefeedingWormtailtoyou,afterall...butnevermind,nevermind...thereisstillHarryPotter...."

           Thesnakehissed.Harrycouldseeitstonguefluttering.

           "Now,Wormtail,"saidthecoldvoice,"perhapsonemorelittlereminderwhyIwillnottolerateanotherblunderfromyou...."

           "MyLord...no...Ibegyou..."

           Thetipofawandemergedfromaroundthebackofthechair.ItwaspointingatWormtail.

           "Crucio!"saidthecoldvoice.

           Wormtailscreamed,screamedasthougheverynerveinhisbodywereonfire,thescreamingfilledHarry’searsasthescaronhisforeheadsearedwithpain;hewasyellingtoo...Voldemortwouldhearhim,wouldknowhewasthere....

           "Harry!Harry!"

           Harryopenedhiseyes.HewaslyingonthefloorofProfessorTrelawney’sroomwithhishandsoverhisface.Hisscarwasstillburningsobadlythathiseyeswerewatering.Thepainhadbeenreal.Thewholeclasswasstandingaroundhim,andRonwaskneelingnexttohim,lookingterrified.

           "Youallright?"hesaid.

           "Ofcourseheisn’t!"saidProfessorTrelawney,lookingthoroughlyexcited.HergreateyesloomedoverHarry,gazingathim."Whatwasit.Potter?Apremonition?Anapparition?Whatdidyousee?"

           "Nothing,"Harrylied.Hesatup.

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