Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

Priori Incantatem

           thetorsoofCedricDiggory.

           IfeverHarrymighthavereleasedhiswandfromshock,itwouldhavebeenthen,butinstinctkepthimclutchinghiswandtightly,sothatthethreadofgoldenlightremainedunbroken,eventhoughthethickgrayghostofCedricDiggory(wasitaghost?itlookedsosolid)emergedinitsentiretyfromtheendofVoldemort’swand,asthoughitweresqueezingitselfoutofaverynarrowtunnel...andthisshadeofCedricstoodup,andlookedupanddownthegoldenthreadoflight,andspoke.

           "Holdon.Harry,"itsaid.

           Itsvoicewasdistantandechoing.HarrylookedatVoldemort...hiswideredeyeswerestillshocked...hehadnomoreexpectedthisthanHarryhad...and,verydimly.HarryheardthefrightenedyellsoftheDeathEaters,prowlingaroundtheedgesofthegoldendome.

           Morescreamsofpainfromthewand...andthensomethingelseemergedfromitstip...thedenseshadowofasecondhead,quicklyfollowedbyarmsandtorso...anoldmanHarryhadseenonlyinadreamwasnowpushinghimselfoutoftheendofthewandjustasCedrichaddone...andhisghost,orhisshadow,orwhateveritwas,fellnexttoCedric’s,andsurveyedHarryandVoldemort,andthegoldenweb,andtheconnectedwands,withmildsurprise,leaningonhiswalkingstick....

           "Hewasarealwizard,then?"theoldmansaid,hiseyesonVoldemort."Killedme,thatonedid....Youfighthim,boy...."

           Butalready,yetanotherheadwasemerging...andthishead,grayasasmokystatue,wasawoman’s....

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