Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

Flesh, Blood, and Bone

           Cedric’sbodywaslyingsometwentyfeetaway.Somewaybeyondhim,glintinginthestarlight,laytheTriwizardCup.Harry’swandwasonthegroundatCedric’sfeet.ThebundleofrobesthatHarryhadthoughtwasababywascloseby,atthefootofthegrave.Itseemedtobestirringfretfully.Harrywatchedit,andhisscarsearedwithpainagain...andhesuddenlyknewthathedidn’twanttoseewhatwasinthoserobes...hedidn’twantthatbundleopened....

           Hecouldhearnoisesathisfeet.Helookeddownandsawagiganticsnakeslitheringthroughthegrass,circlingtheheadstonewherehewastied.Wormtail’sfast,wheezybreathingwasgrowinglouderagain.Itsoundedasthoughhewasforcingsomethingheavyacrosstheground.ThenhecamebackwithinHarry’srangeofvision,andHarrysawhimpushingastonecauldrontothefootofthegrave.Itwasfullofwhatseemedtobewater-Harrycouldhearitsloppingaround-anditwaslargerthananycauldronHarryhadeverused;agreatstonebellylargeenoughforafull-grownmantositin.

           Thethinginsidethebundleofrobesonthegroundwasstirringmorepersistently,asthoughitwastryingtofreeitself.NowWormtailwasbusyinghimselfatthebottomofthecauldronwithawand.Suddenlytherewerecracklingnamesbeneathit.Thelargesnakeslitheredawayintothedarkness.

           Theliquidinthecauldronseemedtoheatveryfast.Thesurfacebegannotonlytobubble,buttosendoutfierysparks,asthoughitwereonfire.Steamwasthickening,blurringtheoutlineofWormtailtendingthefire.

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