Гарри Поттер и Кубок огня

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           Hewaslookingdownintoakindofpit,anundergroundroom,andlyingonthefloorsometenfeetbelow,apparentlyfastasleep,thinandstarvedinappearance,wastherealMad-EyeMoody.Hiswoodenlegwasgone,thesocketthatshouldhaveheldthemagicaleyelookedemptybeneathitslid,andchunksofhisgrizzledhairweremissing.Harrystared,thunderstruck,betweenthesleepingMoodyinthetrunkandtheunconsciousMoodylyingontheflooroftheoffice.

           Dumbledoreclimbedintothetrunk,loweredhimself,andfelllightlyontothefloorbesidethesleepingMoody.Hebentoverhim.

           "Stunned-controlledbytheImperiusCurse-veryweak,"hesaid."Ofcourse,theywouldhaveneededtokeephimalive.Harry,throwdowntheimposter’scloak-he’sfreezing.MadamPomfreywillneedtoseehim,butheseemsinnoimmediatedanger."

           Harrydidashewastold;DumbledorecoveredMoodyinthecloak,tuckeditaroundhim,andclamberedoutofthetrunkagain.Thenhepickedupthehipflaskthatstooduponthedesk,unscrewedit,andturneditover.Athickglutinousliquidsplatteredontotheofficefloor.

           "PolyjuicePotion,Harry,"saidDumbledore."Youseethesimplicityofit,andthebrilliance.ForMoodyneverdoesdrinkexceptfromhishipflask,he’swellknownforit.Theimposterneeded,ofcourse,tokeeptherealMoodycloseby,sothathecouldcontinuemakingthepotion.Youseehishair..."DumbledorelookeddownontheMoodyinthetrunk.

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